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Yup, just got all four of my wisdom teeth out Tuesday. Not pleasant at all. Oh, the surgery went fine. But when I get in there, the docter prepares to stick the iv in my arm and I-facing the other way-hear "oops, missed." MISSED?! You're not supposed to miss! So he stick the iv into my other arm, which thankfully he doesn't miss. So I'm pretty nervous and not all that confident in him, so they had to put on the oxygen mask/pipe early because I'm starting to hypervenilate. I fall asleep fairly quickly, and have a weird dream I no longer remember. Every so often I hear someone say 'slow your breathin' darlin' which causes me to assume I'm not quite as unconcious as I'd like to be. Anyway, so eventually I come to, it's all over, my mouth is so numb and gauze-filled I can't talk. Two nurses have to help me out to the car, and once the chair is back and my seatbelt is buckled, I'm out again.

Home, home, finally home. I get out of the car, surprisingly without help, go straight to the bathroom and throw up a bunch of blood. Lovely. I get to sleep on my parent's bed 'cause it's closest to the front door, which is awsome 'cause their bed is super-comfy memory foam. Yay~ I'm in and out of sleep all day, which I don't mind until I wake up and my dad tells me "We're going to get the painkillers, we'll be right back." Noooo! It hurts, and they don't have the painkillers? Wonderful. About an hour and a half after my parents leave, Mum comes home with the pankillers. Thank goodness. I take that, then an anti-inflammitory pill, then a pill to help with the nausia that the painkiller creates. Works pretty well, though I can't stand without getting dizzy.

I wake up this morning with... yep, you guessed it: Chipmunk cheeks! So I'm skipping all social activities till I no longer resemble a chipmunk. I might even skip choir tomorrow 'cause it hurts to talk. My dad doesn't help by telling my when he had his wisdom teeth out, it didn't hurt, swell, and he didn't get dizzy and sick. I hate my dad right now. Well, not completely, considering this is his laptop I'm using. This hasn't been fun in the least.