Wisdom saga

So it turns out it wasn't as simple as getting the offending tooth, or teeth as I was hoping, yanked.  We made our way back to the dentist bright and early (well, not that early... 10am) on Sunday morning expecting to be drugged up and chipmunked up by the time I walked out of there.  Alas, after looking at my 180 degree xray for a few minutes, the dentist declared my teeth too close to my mental nerves (I just Wikipeadia-ed as couldn't remember the name of them) which control feeling in the lower lip.  If these were nicked or damaged in surgery/extraction, I could lose the feeling in my lower lip either temporarily or in a worst case scenario, permanently. 

So back to my mates at Clayray to get a 3D scan of my lower jaw (at another $300 AUD) which will reveal how close the teeth are to the nerves and determine next steps.  I'm also seeing a maxillofacial surgery specialist *cue ringing till sounds* next week as had some rather unorthodox council from my dentist about lopping the top of the teeth off and leaving the roots in which didn't sound quite right.  So after consulting a family friend in Auckland, who put me onto an orthodontist, who in turn put me on to a specialist, I'm (well, the boyfriend and mother) feeling a little more confident about my pending surgery.  We'll see what he says next Friday. 

How horrible would it be to lose feeling in your lower lip?  I'm envisaging multiple incidences of burned lip on cups of hot tea, applying lipgloss to my chin because I can't feel where my lip ends and worst of all, not feeling my S's kisses.  It doesn't bear contemplation!