I let my wife drive me home, and I stayed their with my Chic-Fil-A sandwich. But, that evening, I consumed a considerable amount of Kentucky's FINEST Bourbon! :-)
With no ill effect. Well, no more than usual. ;-)
I just brought the missus back from the oral surgeon. Her lower jaw is still packed and she looks like a chipmunk, but she was able to eat a bowl of ice cream. She gets another TWO days off from work, but having teeth cut out ain’t fun (been there, done that). She has oxycodone, a bottle and a half of wine, and I stocked her up with two bottles of extra dry champagne. She may still feel pain after she gets some of that down her throat, but by then she probably won’t care. LOL!