Wisdom from the teeth operation.

"I swear, as soon as you left, the students (students!) went ape-serious on me. With an oxygen tank starring infront of me, I had sign papers saying I confirm I have/don't have a list of issues like asthma or HBP or any of that.

Then I got my blood drawn, which surprisingly didn't have me pass out. Then there was a mat over me. THEN they attached a needle that would relax me, for the sacrifice of feeling the most awful sensation on my crotch. Then another needle attachment for fluid. Then I saw got those small pulse tracking pad things on my chest and stomach, had my blood pressure taken every 5 minutes... I was scared ****less.

"My blood pressure kept going from 70 to 99. I was so freaking nervous, it's not even funny. They got the the sleeping drug on me, which didn't fully work. I was almost sleepy, I had my imagination and dreams flowing around me while they put maybe 5-10 shots of anesthetic in my mouth.

And I remember about 4 people at my face, heard a faint of words from them, and the thing that I remember is "Ow."-"Yeah, see. It's alright."- "... yeah... my balls hurt.", and the students laughed their butt off. And I could somewhat feel the pulling of the teeth, "Alright, it's out." And I remember drowsily saying "Got it?", and someone saying "Got one. Almost done here." and "Almost done" constantly as I kept drowsing away.

Eventually I woke up, not feeling a hint of pain, but my lip full of anesthetic. And it still is. And constatnly asking what time it was, even when I kept looking at the clock to my right. And my legs felt like they road around the neighborhood on the bike, like I usually do on a Friday afternoon. And I was still drowsy, up until we got home."

- Facebook message to my dad

What a difference one night can make. These stitches are annoying me, my back gum areas are in razor pain, the prescribed aspirin doesn't help, I can hardly talk, and this pudding is delicious.

- Ant