Wisdom Teeth
I woke up at 8 this morning with the jolly intentions of giving my Poppop a surprise visit. I got a call from my oral surgeon at 8:13 telling me that I'm late to my appointment. I totally forgot I made the damn thing last month. So I woke Paige up, made her drive me there (because I needed someone to drive me back), and then proceeded to have my teeth pried from my face. Let me tell ya, laughing gas isn't funny at all, but it's cool as hell. I slept through the whole surgery, which was nice.
Now my tongue feels like it's going to explode and I dribbled blood on my shirt.
See people, this is why I like to not plan things and when I do, immediately forget about them. That way, EVERY day is a surprise!
Now my tongue feels like it's going to explode and I dribbled blood on my shirt.
See people, this is why I like to not plan things and when I do, immediately forget about them. That way, EVERY day is a surprise!