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today, a nice man whose name had three Z's and started with an A ripped my sideways wisdom teeth out of my head. after waiting like 83269874 years with that oxygen mask on, they put in the IV and the conversation went like this:
Chelsea: (laughing a little)
Nurse: "You'll start to feel a little lightheaded."
Chelsea: (laughs harder, as if this were Will Farrel standup hour.)
Doctor: "Well, at least you're not crying."
Chelsea: "People cry?"
Nurse: "You have no idea."
[some amount of time later.]
Doctor: "You did very well."
Chelsea: "What?"
Nurse: "Oh honey, it's over. Go take some Vicodin."
I then proceded to tell my mom too much about what I did in Chicago, and how much i am in love with Nic from Oklahoma.
Quite frankly, I win.
Chelsea: (laughing a little)
Nurse: "You'll start to feel a little lightheaded."
Chelsea: (laughs harder, as if this were Will Farrel standup hour.)
Doctor: "Well, at least you're not crying."
Chelsea: "People cry?"
Nurse: "You have no idea."
[some amount of time later.]
Doctor: "You did very well."
Chelsea: "What?"
Nurse: "Oh honey, it's over. Go take some Vicodin."
I then proceded to tell my mom too much about what I did in Chicago, and how much i am in love with Nic from Oklahoma.
Quite frankly, I win.