I am bedridden so I've decided to type you guys a story, since that's all I'm capable of doing at the moment.
So I got my wisdom teeth removed today (literally an hour ago), and for those of you who have not yet gone through the procedure... IT's HORRIBLE. Just kidding, you just black out for like a minute and don't remember anything that happened in the last few hours or so.
Yea, so I went into surgery, needing three of my teeth to be pulled out. I think if you choose to get them out one at a time, they don't knock you out, they just numb the shit out of it and make you watch them put drills in your mouth. But in my case, my dentist felt that I should go to sleep because three may be a bit overwhelming to have to sit through.
So I go into the surgery room, and they put a bunch of wires on me and shit. And the wires are all twisted and tangled so that I couldn't move any of my limbs without pulling one of them out of their sockets. I was super excited though, because I had never gotten knocked out before. Here, I told myself: HOKAY URU, MAKU SURE YOU REMEMBER EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENS SO THAT YOU CAN TELL IT TO EVERYONE IN THE MOST DRAMATIC WAY POSSIBLE.
They stick a needle in my arm, and I'm TRYING to stay awake. I was trying really hard to keep a conversation with the dentist so that I can remember the feeling... apparently, anesthetics don't quite work that way. Next thing I know, I'm in this room, with all this shit in my mouth (cotton balls) and my mom is sitting next to me. And I sit up all dizzy-like and yell, "DAFUK? IT'S OVER ALREADY?" I told her to take a few pictures of myself and I looked like a fucking walrus.
Yeah, I can't remember jack shit from what happened, so sorry I couldn't tell a dramatic story. BUT, walking out of the place was hilarious, since I was wobbling around like a drunk person. Also my I can't feel my lips, and my tongue has a mind of its own. >.>;;
I don't know...
Have a nice day! Thanks for reading, if you did!