When I was younger I had stomach problems like crazy. I'd lay in a fetal position for hours in pain. Anyways, some Doctor put a camera down my throat one time to see what was happening in there and it really wasn't a bad experience. I passed out for the whole thing, don't remember leaving the place, and slept all afternoon in a wonderful deep sleep.
That brings us to yesterday and these wisdom teeth. First the doctor tells me that the pain killers he's giving me aren't the heavy duty suckers. I was bummed. Just give me my Percs! I was planning on sleeping this whole weekend off on the pain killers. Dang. Second, the weirdo is trying to put the IV into the most random places on my arm. I have cuts that are quarters of an inch long because of it. He finally got it into my hand. Third, I wake up mid-surgery sobbing my eyes out for them to give me more of the damn anesthesia. It was a mix of the worst pain and the loudest noises ever. Terrible!
So now that I'm semi-better today I used Google to see if this was a common occurrence and IT IS! Basically, the anesthesia only lasts about thirty minutes but the surgery easily lasts fourty to fourty five. I feel like that just shouldn't be a problem? Maybe I'm wrong.
So there's my story. I guess I can look at this in positive ways: 1. I'm going to lose a lot of the weight I have gained over winter just in this weekend due to my juice/water diet 2. I get off work!! Laaazy! 3. I can't think of anything else, really. This is actually quite boring for a girl who usually isn't such a couch potato.
Hopefully the next blog post will be titled "Today I closed my mouth for the first time in 3 days!" I can only hope.
1 comment:
It was real nice seeing you. Get well soon!
-Heart-
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