Wisdom teeth are the devil

Jun 17, 2005 11:29

To those whom I haven't talked to in about a week: the reason I haven't returned your calls is because the evil doctor ripped up my mouth, tore out my teeth, sliced up my face, and made me look like a freak. Not to mention I can't talk very well, I didn't eat for 48 hours, and I haven't seen daylight in quite a while. Even yesterday we had to drive to my apartment and wait for the Comcast guy and I covered my face with a scarf to avoid any exposure to humanity.

This is the worst thing I have ever been through.

Eric said I looked cute and I could've slapped him but he is so supportive. He sat on the bathroom floor and rubbed my back as I puked my guts out from too much vikadin and one bite of apple sauce. Now that is love.

I haven't been able to work since last Friday because I had the weekend off for my birthday and my sister and nephew are visiting from Utah and then I had my surgery. Luckily I have money to pay rent for next month after a lucky break on Saturday.

Oh well, God is helping me through as he does with everything and putting people in my path to take care of me.

"If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans"
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