Narcotics FTW!

Jul 10, 2008 15:10


Be forewarned, this is another one of those whining entries...

Day 1: The Removal

Okay, it appears I survived :> I kinda look like I have a dozen marshmallows stuffed into each cheek, heh. The freakiest part... well, actually there were multiple freaky parts. They didn't numb me up enough so I was fully aware and in considerable pain for the better part of the procedure. They told me to raise my left hand whenever I felt pain, but they pretty much decided I was a wimp from the beginning and essentially told me to deal with it no matter how hard I tried to tell them I was in pain. They added a little more medication halfway through and that helped some, but euh... I cried/screamed/whimpered through most of it (and feeling my bones crunch and excess blood sucked from my mouth through a tube and smelling bone as it was drilled was so gross x_X)
I was so swelled by the end (I have an exceptionally small mouth, I've had problems with dentist visits before because of it; I went to a children's dentist till I was 17) I had difficulty breathing and took out the gauze in the car because I felt like I was about to gag. Then my mouth filled with fluid and I had extreme difficulty taking the pain medecine they prescribed when I got home and they were all out to lunch so they wouldn't pick up the phone when I tried to call until an hour later. I wasn't sure if I'd manage to get it down before the anesthetic wore off and the pain came. Ice packs, gagging, and a few episodes of Fullmetal Alchemist later, and I managed to get it all down. Still can't talk, though. HRRR.

I think I'll recover quickly, though; the first couple hours really sucked, but I feel much better now. :] (They prescribed Tylenol and Ibuprofen with Codeine, seems to be working okay.)

Day 2: This Isn't So Bad

I lazed on the couch, watched FMA, kept my pain manageable. I decided to stop taking Codeine. I'm tellin' ya, the stuff works great, but it just knocks you out! x_X When there's less pain to fight, moreso. I was out for about two hours, 6:30pm--8:30. At least I could talk a little better today.

Day 3: Um... Okay...

About the same as Day 2; kept up the pain meds. I attempted to eat a piece of bread today. Soft, easy to get down right? Wrong... I had to chew very gently and take small bites; I kind of mashed up the bread with my front teeth and worked it around the front part of my mouth with my tongue until it was soft enough to swallow. Not worth it. I was still swelled as ever; though my mom said it had gone down, I still looked like a Lego man. When my cheeks swell, my face becomes a rounded square. O-kay. I'll have to keep that in mind? :/ Incidentally, a huge, gross bruise appeared on each cheek today. Swell.

Day 4: ENOUGH ALREADY!

Still popping painkillers. I called Market Basket yesterday and they said they'd call back before 10am today. I woke up at 7:30 so I'd be ready. They didn't call. I called them in the afternoon only to learn they'd filled all their positions. HOW?! I applied before they were hiring and called relentlessly before, during, and after the hiring process. And two of my best friends work there and they both recommended me. No good.

Okay, I'll admit it: not exerting myself, being a couch potato, eating pudding and Italian ice and soup and Jell-O wasn't so bad the first couple of days. Now it's just getting old. I've rewatched FMA almost in its entirety in the last couple of days and now I'm just tired of sitting around. I can't go anywhere since I'm lethargic and puffy and need to keep taking painkillers or do anything that requires energy (doctor's orders). My diet's still limited to soft, mushy stuff. AND WHAT'S WITH NOBODY WANTING TO HIRE ME?!?!?! I'm never gonna get a freakin' job! There's nowhere on the applications to list Awards Received or What Makes Me Different From the Other Random Idiots With No Skills Who Are Applying for This Minimum Wage Job. Guess I'm no longer talking about post-surgery suckiness, huh? I feel like such a loser. I think I'm gonna go do something productive...

Incidentally, I'm hooked on on the "Dear You" series of songs from Higurashi, even though some (read "all") are kinda weird >D;

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