too scary
tomorrow morning at 8:45 am, i'm having the first surgery of my entire life.
in my mouth.
i am genuinely scared. i've never been knocked out before, or even broken a bone. it's to the point where i've been waking up in the middle of the night, freaking out that i didn't tell the anesthesiologist i smoke and that somehow he'll accidently kill me mid-pull due to my own tragic error.
considering that my parents found out about everything this week as far my drug use, which was one of the hardest things i've ever done, i have no idea why i'm being such a wuss about my teeth.
at least i get to watch rocco all day long and hang out with my sister.