No more wisdom

Jul 01, 2004 22:14

Got my wisdom teeth extractd at 7:30am this morning. So, this was the first time I've ever been under anesthesia. It was crazy. I give blood as often as I can, so I don't care about needles. And this wasn't really scary, it was just like dang. I got in there, and they put those circular things on my chest and one on my lower left side of my torso, and then they put somthing on my left index finger to montitor my hear rate or soemthing, and then they put the thing to chekc on my blood pressure on my arm, and then they put the IV into my arm, and then they put an oxygen maske over my nose, and then they were talking to me, and then I don't remember a bloody thing. That's pretty cool.
I woke up in the chair still, and then the assistant took me to the recovery room where my mommy sat with me, while I was still groggy. Then we got in the car, and they gave me a doggy bag, just in case, and of course before i left, shoved gauze in my mouth to stop the bleeding.
I made it home, and then thought it'd be a good idea to go into the bathroom and throw up. It was more like just spitting up blood, very uncomfortably. Happy, huh? It was gross, and I am not a fan of puking. But that only lasted a short while, and then I got to lay on the couch, watch movies, eat instant potatoes and gravy, sorbet, jello, all kinds of good stuff.
Then my buddy ol pal Jody brought me a particular extended movie for me to watch sometime during these three recovery days. woohoo.
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