Got my wisdom teeth out today... Stayed up until like 3 last night so that I could sleep in, because I couldn't eat or drink (no water, even) 8 hours before... and my appt was at 1... So yeah. I got out of bed at like 12.15, left the house at like 12.50, and What do you know, I'm in the clinic...
Wasn't really freaked out about the 'surgery,' cause they put me nearly completely under... Was a little nervous about the IV, though, cause I hadn't ever had one. My only pre-yanking question was "How big's the needle?" It looked kinda big, but it didn't hurt too much and it just was like a little pinch. Just like they said. heh. So yeah... I was watching the bag drip in... The doctor said "that wasn't that bad, was it?" And I admitted that it wasn't... then I saw him injecting something into my tube, and that was the last thing I remember. The entire thing is just reduced into a big blob of crap in my head. That was some good stuff. It was weird waking up... I vaguely remember soemthing about a wheelchair.... etc.
Got home, took a painkiller.... slept a bit...projectile-vomited a bunch of clotted blood.... Not much else. Oh, spoke too soon. Just threw up more. There went my soup. Hmph.
This is such a hassle. It doesn't even really hurt that much, with the medicine and eerything. It's just the not eating and vomiting and the IT'S STILL BLEEDING that are gettig to me.
Raarr.
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Aww I'm sorry Patrick, when you get to feeling better you should come over that might make you feel better.
YAY! Blog entry to read!
Awww...poor Patrick. That sounds like it sucks. I hate puking. I'm not really looking forward to getting mine out.get better!
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