Wisdom Teeth

Hello my dear blogger friends,

I have not been posting in a while because I have been on some seriously strong drugs and I have not been able to make a cohesive sentence in over 48 hours. My wisdom teeth were drilled out of my face on Thursday morning.

This is how it all went down.

Thursday Morning- Dentist give me the low down of the surgery, that I probably will not be having thanksgiving dinner, and I will look like a chipmunk for quite a while. Then they put an oxygen tube on my nose. Seriously.. I have always wanted to have an oxygen tube on my nose... I don't know why but it was the most fascinating thing to me when I was little.

Fascination over.
Where was I? Oh right, surgery. So I get put under and apparently the only thing I said was that a certain person was deceptive, but instead of saying deceptive I said deceptic, I think that was the drugs talking though.

I woke up when they were taking out the last tooth I believe, which was pretty freaky.

Okay then they were done and mom got me into the van, where I officially started to look my fat face over in the mirror. Then I started to laugh, and then I was crying because I was on drugs and it hurt to laugh and I was swollen (pardon my lack of grammar, I am on heavy drugs still..). Mom took me to the Starbucks drive-thru where I officially tried to swallow but then my pills somehow went into the water and the water went into my nose. and all the while the lady at the drive thru is staring at me.. and I think to myself "Yes.. yes I am my mothers retarded daughter who cannot swallow.. Look at me, LOOK AT ME"

Then my mom told her that I had just gotten out of surgery.

Okay when we got home I got very nauseous and then threw up of course.. but I wont go into details other than I started to cry again.

The Second day!
Okay my Tylenol three did not work, my face hurt so much, and being the strong reluctant sort I did not tell my mother this and continued to suffer through the pain all day.
Until I went into shock, and then mom and dad had to drive me to the emergency where I was crying about not getting turkey dinner, and being weak, and wanting to go home to sleep.

So the doctor gave me this wonderful drug called percocet, which zonked me right out. I have just had my dose of percocet for tonight.. so I am getting a little woozy here.

My face looks like chewbacca's except not so hairy. I feel like someone strapped a double chin on me, and I just want to feel normal again.

Oh and I really need to stop crying about stupid things like not having turkey dinner, or Chinese food. But it did not help that everyone laughed and then I started to laugh, and then I would cry cause my face hurt.

One day I will try to explain it all better for you. Basically my mom said I had the worst wisdom tooth reaction out of all her kids so far...

Lucky me!