Aug 05, 2005 22:14
I've had my wisdom teeth pulled out today. What an Event! I was kind of kind of anticipating getting the Nitros Oxide, because I've never really had any drugs, having had an abnormally healthy childhood. I talked to my friend who had already had his wisdom teeth removed by the same doctor that i was going to see. This friend told me that he wouldn't mind having the surgery again just so he could get the gas again. However, I still wasn't prepared for it. Before the nurse put the cover over my nose, she said that it might make my fingers tingle, or make me feel heavy. But it was so much weirder than that! At first things started to slow down, and then it seemed as if I was just watching what was going on as if it were on TV. Then I started to get freaked out because I felt like I couldn't move. But then I could move and I tried to decide whether to tell the nurse that the gas was affecting me weird. I decided that I didn't want to bother her, and I thought maybe this was one of those funny times when somebody dies because they don't want to bother anyone. But then I just became comfortable with my drugged state and tried to enjoy it. I can remember humming "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds" in my head, I guess to make the most of my experience. The surgeon walked into the room said, "and how are you doing today?" I was too out of it to answer the question, and I wondered if this were just something he said to make sure the patient is out. However, after an awkward silence, one of the nurses actually answered him. After this I could feel my self slipping out of conscious. Every thing seemed terribly funny. I can remember thinking, "I'm just going to sleep, but these people leaning over me are going to have to work for the next hour in my mouth, pulling out my teeth. For some reason this thought was quite amusing to me. Things went dark and it felt like I was sliding out of the chair, and that was it; I was out. But then I realized that even though everything was dark, I was still thinking and therefore I was still awake. So I opened my eyes and was totally conscious. At that point, I was a little embarrassed that I hadn't answered the doctor in the first place, but I don't think I felt bad for very long, because the next thing I remember is walking down the hall, in a rather wobbly, unsteady way, to my mother.
For a while the bottom half of my face was completely numb, and that made drinking and swallowing pills very tricky work. There was a bunch of water dripping onto the floor, and it took me a minute to realize that what was leaking was my mouth. And now, I've spent the rest of the day resting with an ice pack on my jaw, watching movies. At this point I must say that Monty Python and the Holy Grail, a movie of which I have heard so many good reviews, is a terrible, bizarre, crude, and only barely funny.
*COMPLETELY NEW AND TOTALLY UNRELATED SUBJECT* I'm totally in love with The Beatles now. Even though I do agree with my mom that their songs are very simple and some of them sound a lot like kid's songs of some type, but they're still the best pop band of all time and I love them and I'm going to by their Complete Scores!
So many exciting things are coming, I can't decide what to be most excited about!
Henry