welcome, one and all, to maria+massive amounts of painkillers/drugz/coming off of anesthesia (still)
got my knee surgery today! well, yesterday. time is hard to keep track of, as my day post-op has consisted of peeing, sleeping, and drinking liquids with my pillz. yes, gratuitous 'z's - as someone (chelsea?) once put it, they are the spice of life.
so, okay, i had like a million things to say while i was half unconscious, but now i'm just sort of blank. i did take another vicodin in a timely manner for my pain (which has yet to manifest itself, but i'm not giving that bitch any fucking leeway, man, fuck that shit)
i guess i'll keep this updated more since i'm more or less restricted to 'keeping [my] leg elevated' for the next day and i don't know, whatever. anyway, other than that, all is sunshine and rainbows. i started freaking out and mentally distributing my possessions right before the surgery. that only lasted for about thirty minutes, though, and then i was more resigned than anything. ervis was kind enough to spend the night before the operation with me, which is nice, because at one point during the night, i woke up and couldn't sleep because i was mildly terrified. thanks, bb. :)
anyway, here's a picture of me looking like ass. i hope you all enjoy it! check out how i'm breaking out :) :) :)