The Surgery

Well... today was the fateful day of my wisdom teeth surgery... I woke up... put on my new Joe Boxer Cloud Pj's that I bought last night at K-mart with Eric and Ethan. Then I got in the car and took my Valium and my Promethezine (Anti-nausea medication)I called my grandma and told her I took my pills and asked what I should be feeling from them. She said I'd just feel sleepy and heavy and relaxed... So I got to the surgen's office and my meds kicked in. The nurses all smiled at me when they saw me in my pj's and asked if I had taken my meds. They knew I was doped up and it really wasn't all that bad. Kinda nice actually :) hehe... So they took me back like as soon as I got there ( man, they didn't waste any time ) So I layed down on the table they then put the gas on me... put on the moniters ( heart, oxygen, etc ) and then the anethstigiologist ( haha ya, I can spell ) put the tournequit on my arm and tapped my wrist a few times and put the I.V. needle into my hand.. Then he said that wasn't a good place ( me, hating needles as much as I do started freak as he went for the little tender spot on the other side of my elbow ) He put the needle in, which hurt like hell and I made a little whimpering noise. He apologized for the pain and the nurses said that my heartbeat had sped up bet slowed down once the needle was in... I asked if that was ok and they said yes. He asked me like one more question and then I woke up. It was over. They helped me off the table and I started crying.. a lot. They said that it was ok cuz the medication can make you do that sometimes... So they put me on the sofa in the recovery room and they gave me my evil wisdom teeth which were sealed in a medical bag. Then they gave me my prescription and a couple of flowers they had waiting for me which I thought was really sweet. So then Allen came in the room and I started crying even harder. They told him it was because of the meds and that I would be fine. So they helped me to the car, I thanked them for being so nice and we drove home... he asked if I wanted anything from the store and in between being sleepy as hell and randomly bursting into fits of crying I told him I just wanted to go home and lie down. He understood and took me home. I got under my blankets on the sofa and got my stuffed mousey and passed out for like 4 hours. When I came to, allen had told me he bought me some mint chocolate chip ice cream ( wooo :) my fav. ) and he had gotten my vicoden prescription and my prescription for penicillian. I thanked him. and took out my bloody gauze thingies and put new ones in and keep changing them til the bleeding stopped. Allen helped me to the potty and helped me back to the sofa. I wanted something to eat and so allen made me some food. I was starving.. I hadn't eaten in like a day. So as the day has progressed I've been feeling better... Talking and eating/drinking more... And taking my vicoden. But I don't think I'm gonna take anymore today cuz I feel a little doped up from it. :) Ah well... And my tongue hurts too I think they sliced it a little when they were cutting.. So it feels weird having 4 big holes in my mouth but ah well :) SO I would just like to end my big day here and thank Ethan and Eric for being there to make me feel better about the surgery. :) Thanks guys! :) Mwah! :) Well talk to ya'll later :) OH and my first improv performance weather permitting is in January :) SO YOU ALL MUST ATTEND!! :) IT'S FREE!! WHY NOT!! :) hehe :) See ya :) I'm gonna go take a bath now :) night night ;0 )