i survived. i am still alive. i wasn't too nervous, but man was i starving. stupid no eating rule!
the pre-op sheet you have to sign off on was real comforting, warning me of all the things that could go wrong. thanks for the confidence folks. hopefully the nerve along the bottom of my jaw and my sinus thingys weren't messed up.
the laughing gas crap did nothing for me, that was kind of a bummer. turns out i am allergic to the regular iv drug they use so (supposedly) they used a different one. guess i'll find out in a few hours/days if i have a reaction. go figure that soy shows up in las drugas too.
i don't remember anything from the procedure which is perfectly fine with me. i was awake and then i was awake again and feeling reallllly good.
apparently i asked for pancakes, told j multiple times that i was hungry and my whole body was shaking really bad. j thought i was having a seizure but the nurse said it was normal. oh ok, sure. i also cried, a lot. when we got back to the hotel i think i said something like "wisdom teeth!" to the front desk people, well i attempted to say it with the gauze in my mouth and of course i was still quite tipsy. when we got off the elevator i said screw running, i'm just gonna do drugs. :o)
i haven't puked yet, yay. hopefully it stays that way. the last time i puked my mom cleaned it up (aka i was little). i just know it wouldn't go over well if i had to see it and be responsible for cleaning it up myself. no, i never puked after drinking in college, believe it or not.

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