I have anodontia.
According to my oral X-ray (a friend used to giggle like an effing schoolgirl whenever he heard or read the word ‘oral’ and it annoyed the hell out of me), I have 2 out of the normally 4 wisdom teeth. One was pulled out last January 4, 2006 and the other one, well, is making its presence felt. Bitch.
Don’t get me wrong. I probably won’t be too affected by the tiny bone protruding from my upper left gums if I didn’t know how much of a horrible experience it is to have one’s wisdom tooth removed. No, really. I think I know it a tad too much. Here’s an exerpt from my old blog.