my weekend thus far...
1.thursday, surgery on my face...
2.my dentist was so amazing that while i was on the drugs i shook his hand four times telling him what an excellent job he did. (each time i had forgotten that i had just finished shaking his hand)
3.directly after leaving the oral surgeon, my mother took me to her work (a pharmacy) to pick up my vicodin. on the way she stopped to get me a chocolate shake. well, the first spoonfull went on my shirt, while she was trying to clean me up and drive, the second spoonful leaped right out of my mouth onto her face. needless to say, she became a bit frustrated, and the crying began...
4.i cried to whole way to her work, as we walked through the hospital her coworkers said hi, i cried, and told them that my mom yells at me.
5. i dont remember any of this.
6. when i got home i layed down, from what i understand i fell asleep for a moment. a cute boy saved the day...
7. feeding me was difficult. i did not want to eat. i cried and shook around and mumbled "NO" with blood and spit running from my swollen face. I think it was the choo choo train that finally made me eat the yogurt. thanks joe. <3
8. we stayed at my mom's until yesterday and ate delicious food and showered with clean towels and stepped out unto a clean rug. it was wonderful. no crackheads outside, no bastards upstairs. i needed a weekend of nothing.
9.
joe took me on a nature hike on friday through the woods in his dad's back yard. that made me like him a lot.
10. if i've seemed weird to anyone at all this weekend, forgive me, i'm taking a lot of pain pills.
11. i just woke up around 3:00 pm and it felt great. i think i'm pretty much back to normal. party at 811 tonight. <3
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2.my dentist was so amazing that while i was on the drugs i shook his hand four times telling him what an excellent job he did. (each time i had forgotten that i had just finished shaking his hand)
3.directly after leaving the oral surgeon, my mother took me to her work (a pharmacy) to pick up my vicodin. on the way she stopped to get me a chocolate shake. well, the first spoonfull went on my shirt, while she was trying to clean me up and drive, the second spoonful leaped right out of my mouth onto her face. needless to say, she became a bit frustrated, and the crying began...
4.i cried to whole way to her work, as we walked through the hospital her coworkers said hi, i cried, and told them that my mom yells at me.
5. i dont remember any of this.
6. when i got home i layed down, from what i understand i fell asleep for a moment. a cute boy saved the day...
7. feeding me was difficult. i did not want to eat. i cried and shook around and mumbled "NO" with blood and spit running from my swollen face. I think it was the choo choo train that finally made me eat the yogurt. thanks joe. <3
8. we stayed at my mom's until yesterday and ate delicious food and showered with clean towels and stepped out unto a clean rug. it was wonderful. no crackheads outside, no bastards upstairs. i needed a weekend of nothing.
9.
joe took me on a nature hike on friday through the woods in his dad's back yard. that made me like him a lot.
10. if i've seemed weird to anyone at all this weekend, forgive me, i'm taking a lot of pain pills.
11. i just woke up around 3:00 pm and it felt great. i think i'm pretty much back to normal. party at 811 tonight. <3
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