Still alive!
I'll give it to you straight: wisdom teeth extraction surgery was one of the weirder experiences of my life. But I'm feeling fine now PAINKILLERS and my face is not God-awful terrible presently, though I can only open my mouth half an inch. Which is annoying when your stomach CRAVES SUSTENANCE and your mouth refuses to open wide enough to shovel said sustenance in. Been living off of mashed potatoes and applesauce. And cranapple juice. One amusing fact about myself I have discovered is that I crave food only when I cannot partake of it. Usually, I won't be tempted by the chocolate bar sitting inconspicuously on our counter. But now when there is no way in heck I could chew that thing. I. WANT. The same thing happens to me when I'm fasting. Which is why I don't let myself watch the Food Network while I fast because it eventually defeats the whole purpose of fasting when I sit there thinking "Once I am done with this I am SO digging into a bowl of nachos."
One thing I have realized is that I don't do sedatives well. I had the laughing gas first so -as the surgeon himself said- "You won't care what we do to you anymore". After which the anesthesiologist promptly jabbed me with the I.V. but she missed so she had to poke me again. 'KAY, I CARED ABOUT THAT THANKS. The funny part was that I don't remember blacking out, I sort of drifted. The last thing I remember is the surgeon asking what my major(s) are and why I chose them. I don't appreciate when dentists/any-medical-professional-working-in-the-mouth-area feel the need to ask questions that require either a complicated answer or a flat-out lie. I always get put in that situation, being an ENGLISH and BIOLOGY double-major and, naturally, everyone wants to know why I chose those two. So the guy asks me this and looks at me intently (or so I assume, I wasn't wearing any corrective eyewear at the time, though his face was turned towards me...or at least I assumed it was) expecting an answer. I oblige but at the same time I'm thinking Alright, I'm here getting inflated by laughing gas and I have I.V. in my arm. Do you really expect me to be coherent right now?. Next thing I know I see Melissa, Melanie, Ally, Amanda and Alex's faces spinning around in my head along with a few other people. Which was weird. But then I saw something even weirder while I was under and I'll reproduce how I described it to my mother as she drove me home. Imagine a still-drugged up Julia trying to describe this:
"So...picture a giant old-fashioned wagon wheel laying on its side. You know the ones with spokes and stuff? Yeah, but take off the rim and instead of spokes put huge bookcases filled with multi-coloured books. Now imagine someone somewhere whom you can't see suddenly setting it spinning, with all those books whizzing past reallyreally fast. It was awesome."
Yeah. That's what I saw.
Then I woke up and was carted off. Man, let me tell you there are fewer things as trippy as watching a room spin and double-up while you are not wearing your corrective eyewear.
Spent all of yesterday reading/dozing/watching funnies/musicking.
Then today a friend of the family came over and gave me the fancy film camera he promised to give me! It was so pretty that for a good half-hour I forgot how hideous I was/am and made him show me how to use it the correct way. Ah! I'm happy! I've always wanted a 'real' film camera but never expected to get one for a while!
Also found out that one of my English professors this year is also the coordinator of the Olaf-Oxford program which gives me a convenient foot in the door in regards to study abroad (if I decide to go with what my grandfather suggested instead of going to Aberdeen) as well as questions pertaining to their grad-school programs since I am aiming to go to grad school in another (English speaking) country.
Still reading/watching crap. Oh but I got 'The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy' in audiobook form BECAUSE STEPHEN FRY IS THE NARRATOR! I love him so much! He is a comic genius and I absolutely adore his accent! So classic. Not a huge fan of audiobooks at all but I heard snippets of it and just had to get it. I'll admit that I only got it because of Mr. Fry. Though part of me wants to get the Bible in audiobook form. How obnoxious would that be? Haha! But only if it were read by SEAN CONNERY. No one else. Well, alright I'd also buy it if Patrick Stewart read it.
I really like The Killers right now. And I need more Neko Case.
Jim Gaffigan show with Amanda in a week!
One thing I have realized is that I don't do sedatives well. I had the laughing gas first so -as the surgeon himself said- "You won't care what we do to you anymore". After which the anesthesiologist promptly jabbed me with the I.V. but she missed so she had to poke me again. 'KAY, I CARED ABOUT THAT THANKS. The funny part was that I don't remember blacking out, I sort of drifted. The last thing I remember is the surgeon asking what my major(s) are and why I chose them. I don't appreciate when dentists/any-medical-professional-working-in-the-mouth-area feel the need to ask questions that require either a complicated answer or a flat-out lie. I always get put in that situation, being an ENGLISH and BIOLOGY double-major and, naturally, everyone wants to know why I chose those two. So the guy asks me this and looks at me intently (or so I assume, I wasn't wearing any corrective eyewear at the time, though his face was turned towards me...or at least I assumed it was) expecting an answer. I oblige but at the same time I'm thinking Alright, I'm here getting inflated by laughing gas and I have I.V. in my arm. Do you really expect me to be coherent right now?. Next thing I know I see Melissa, Melanie, Ally, Amanda and Alex's faces spinning around in my head along with a few other people. Which was weird. But then I saw something even weirder while I was under and I'll reproduce how I described it to my mother as she drove me home. Imagine a still-drugged up Julia trying to describe this:
"So...picture a giant old-fashioned wagon wheel laying on its side. You know the ones with spokes and stuff? Yeah, but take off the rim and instead of spokes put huge bookcases filled with multi-coloured books. Now imagine someone somewhere whom you can't see suddenly setting it spinning, with all those books whizzing past reallyreally fast. It was awesome."
Yeah. That's what I saw.
Then I woke up and was carted off. Man, let me tell you there are fewer things as trippy as watching a room spin and double-up while you are not wearing your corrective eyewear.
Spent all of yesterday reading/dozing/watching funnies/musicking.
Then today a friend of the family came over and gave me the fancy film camera he promised to give me! It was so pretty that for a good half-hour I forgot how hideous I was/am and made him show me how to use it the correct way. Ah! I'm happy! I've always wanted a 'real' film camera but never expected to get one for a while!
Also found out that one of my English professors this year is also the coordinator of the Olaf-Oxford program which gives me a convenient foot in the door in regards to study abroad (if I decide to go with what my grandfather suggested instead of going to Aberdeen) as well as questions pertaining to their grad-school programs since I am aiming to go to grad school in another (English speaking) country.
Still reading/watching crap. Oh but I got 'The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy' in audiobook form BECAUSE STEPHEN FRY IS THE NARRATOR! I love him so much! He is a comic genius and I absolutely adore his accent! So classic. Not a huge fan of audiobooks at all but I heard snippets of it and just had to get it. I'll admit that I only got it because of Mr. Fry. Though part of me wants to get the Bible in audiobook form. How obnoxious would that be? Haha! But only if it were read by SEAN CONNERY. No one else. Well, alright I'd also buy it if Patrick Stewart read it.
I really like The Killers right now. And I need more Neko Case.
Jim Gaffigan show with Amanda in a week!