Rawr
I have a confession.
Got eight teeth pulled out yesterday. Honestly, I wasn't all that scared. At least not until the surgeon mentioned I'd need stitches, because this would be my first time ever needing stitches. But that was alright because I'd be knocked out anyways. And, honestly, I found getting an IV drip and being hooked up to monitors kinda cool. LOL Call me weird, but I just never had to do that before, and was kinda excited to get to experience it. HAHAH I guess someone's been watching too much Fringe lately. The IV drip really stung going in. Didn't know you could actually feel the sting of the anesthesia as is sinks in and travels through you're veins. But soon after, I was totally gone. I don't even remember how, but everything just blacked out.
When I first woke up, my body couldn't stop shaking. I don't know if it was because of the drugs wearing off or my body saying I was scared, but really, could not stop shaking. I could vaguely remember a guy pressing down on my forehead, for what I had no idea. I felt really dizzy and barely conscious and yet the nurses were trying to talk to me. Could barely understand what they were saying. I did catch an "are you feeling ok?" but my mouth was stuffed with gauges and I wasn't coherent enough to reply. And then they said I could go, but I couldn't even remember how to stand. So weird. And when I was finally able to, my feet were so wobbly, I had to hold onto one of the nurses that was there. Then I walked out and I remember my mom putting my jacket on for me, except it hurt because she put my arm that was bandaged from the IV drip in last. Oh well.
After that, I went home, took some pain killers, which was really hard considering my whole mouth was still numb, tongue included, and passed out for an hour. Replaced my gauges when I woke up and there was so much blood and my mouth tasted horrible, but I couldn't spit anything out because that'd prolong the healing process. And then everything was going pretty fine other than the pain and tiredness. We had to take my grandma to the airport since this was the day she goes back to my aunt in Nevada. I had to escort my grandma all the way to her gate because we'd be late if we waited for the wheelchair, and she didn't know the way, and I couldn't drive in my state of dizziness, meaning my mom had to go take care of the car. There wasn't enough time to say bye to my grandma :( But she did give me a kiss, although on the wrong cheek which made it hurt more, but that was ok. lol
After that, we went home and all was good. But then around 4:30 or 5, I was sitting at the dining table and trying to eat some yogurt, when I totally had an emotional breakdown or something. I think it's because of my parents. The things my mom was telling me earlier and how my dad was acting, and probably how helpless I felt about the whole thing. But I'd like to blame it on the pain that I got from eating the yogurt the wrong way, although, honestly, it didn't hurt that much. It wasn't just tears though, I literally started bawling, and I couldn't even explain why I was crying so hard. Just. Weird. Very weird. I took some more pain killers and ended up sleeping for the rest of the day. So all I had that day was a protein shake and some yogurt.
And I'm done. Don't know what came over me, but I'm not one to cry like that for no reason, so I felt like I needed to get this off my chest, or it'd just haunt me. Also since I can't really tell anyone about this. lol
Day after I got my surgery and my tongue is STILL numb and my mouth still hurts and now both sides of my cheeks are swollen. T__T Thank god I don't have school.
Btw, since I mentioned Fringe earlier, I just gotta- the scene where Olivia comes back and is expecting a nice home welcoming is just so heartbreaking T___T She's been gone for two months, suffering from being locked up and injected with another person's memories and tested on and fighting by herself, and yet when she gets home, it's like nothing's changed which is so so heartbreaking. Having someone else live your life and having the people around you not know is possibly the worst thing that could happen. (Stupid Peter) It's kind of like when you're absent from school for a few days or a week and you act pretty nonchalant but can't help but expect at least some close friends questioning your absence or greeting you nicely, when all you receive is indifference. Something I'm all too familiar with. Hah. But yeah, Olivia. T________T Anna Torv fricken needs an Emmy. Damn Golden Globes. I might just make an award for her myself.
Got eight teeth pulled out yesterday. Honestly, I wasn't all that scared. At least not until the surgeon mentioned I'd need stitches, because this would be my first time ever needing stitches. But that was alright because I'd be knocked out anyways. And, honestly, I found getting an IV drip and being hooked up to monitors kinda cool. LOL Call me weird, but I just never had to do that before, and was kinda excited to get to experience it. HAHAH I guess someone's been watching too much Fringe lately. The IV drip really stung going in. Didn't know you could actually feel the sting of the anesthesia as is sinks in and travels through you're veins. But soon after, I was totally gone. I don't even remember how, but everything just blacked out.
When I first woke up, my body couldn't stop shaking. I don't know if it was because of the drugs wearing off or my body saying I was scared, but really, could not stop shaking. I could vaguely remember a guy pressing down on my forehead, for what I had no idea. I felt really dizzy and barely conscious and yet the nurses were trying to talk to me. Could barely understand what they were saying. I did catch an "are you feeling ok?" but my mouth was stuffed with gauges and I wasn't coherent enough to reply. And then they said I could go, but I couldn't even remember how to stand. So weird. And when I was finally able to, my feet were so wobbly, I had to hold onto one of the nurses that was there. Then I walked out and I remember my mom putting my jacket on for me, except it hurt because she put my arm that was bandaged from the IV drip in last. Oh well.
After that, I went home, took some pain killers, which was really hard considering my whole mouth was still numb, tongue included, and passed out for an hour. Replaced my gauges when I woke up and there was so much blood and my mouth tasted horrible, but I couldn't spit anything out because that'd prolong the healing process. And then everything was going pretty fine other than the pain and tiredness. We had to take my grandma to the airport since this was the day she goes back to my aunt in Nevada. I had to escort my grandma all the way to her gate because we'd be late if we waited for the wheelchair, and she didn't know the way, and I couldn't drive in my state of dizziness, meaning my mom had to go take care of the car. There wasn't enough time to say bye to my grandma :( But she did give me a kiss, although on the wrong cheek which made it hurt more, but that was ok. lol
After that, we went home and all was good. But then around 4:30 or 5, I was sitting at the dining table and trying to eat some yogurt, when I totally had an emotional breakdown or something. I think it's because of my parents. The things my mom was telling me earlier and how my dad was acting, and probably how helpless I felt about the whole thing. But I'd like to blame it on the pain that I got from eating the yogurt the wrong way, although, honestly, it didn't hurt that much. It wasn't just tears though, I literally started bawling, and I couldn't even explain why I was crying so hard. Just. Weird. Very weird. I took some more pain killers and ended up sleeping for the rest of the day. So all I had that day was a protein shake and some yogurt.
And I'm done. Don't know what came over me, but I'm not one to cry like that for no reason, so I felt like I needed to get this off my chest, or it'd just haunt me. Also since I can't really tell anyone about this. lol
Day after I got my surgery and my tongue is STILL numb and my mouth still hurts and now both sides of my cheeks are swollen. T__T Thank god I don't have school.
Btw, since I mentioned Fringe earlier, I just gotta- the scene where Olivia comes back and is expecting a nice home welcoming is just so heartbreaking T___T She's been gone for two months, suffering from being locked up and injected with another person's memories and tested on and fighting by herself, and yet when she gets home, it's like nothing's changed which is so so heartbreaking. Having someone else live your life and having the people around you not know is possibly the worst thing that could happen. (Stupid Peter) It's kind of like when you're absent from school for a few days or a week and you act pretty nonchalant but can't help but expect at least some close friends questioning your absence or greeting you nicely, when all you receive is indifference. Something I'm all too familiar with. Hah. But yeah, Olivia. T________T Anna Torv fricken needs an Emmy. Damn Golden Globes. I might just make an award for her myself.