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After the Extraction

Gosh, I haven’t posted here in a while huh? lol.

Okay, so I just want to say that this could get lengthy but I’ll try to keep it short.

Jan 4 – Two days before Extraction :

I noticed that the daily pains in my mouth had all but ceased. O.o I was baffled by this, and continued to take the antibiotic and ibuprofen that the dentist had prescribed me.

Jan 5 – One day before Extraction :

Today was the second day without mouth pains. I had been doing everything just as I had before, over the last two weeks- I brushed, rinsed, and flossed; I took the meds, and I chewed gum. (Orbit is the bomb!)

Jan 6 – The day of the Extraction :

Today I felt a surge in my anxiety. I knew that I only had to work from 4-9, and then I would go home and prep myself for the surgery. Even still, I couldn’t shake the feeling of just being afraid of it all. Hey, those of you who know me know that I’m a sissy for anytime I have to see a doctor of any kind! :S Also, hospitals creep me out…as do graveyards…but optometrist and veterinarians don’t at all. :P

As I worked, I noticed this was the third day without mouth pain. If my teeth were deteriorating, then why did my pain suddenly stop? Whatever, I thought, at least I was feeling ok with it.

At 9 sharp, I said goodbye to my partner in Electronics, William B., and then clocked out. I met Dara outside and she was happy to see me. I could tell she was a little nervous–mainly just worried for me. ^_^

At home, I got everything together. I was hungry but, wasn’t aloud to eat 4 hrs til my operation. :/ I drank water and got dressed. In a red Target bag (the reusable cloth kind), I placed Dara’s portable DVD player, some DVD’s and a small bag with bread items and a banana for Papa. Dara had to work, so her dad would be taking me there, waiting in the lobby, and then bringing me back. …seems he did a good job. :)

I don’t know if you’ve ever heard of this but, the drug I took before going is called “Halcion”. This drug is used to treat patients with Insomnia. haha. When used with a non-insomniac, awake person, this drug produces a sleep-like state, in which the patient is still mostly awake, and yet hasn’t much bodily control. Also, the drug effects the memory, often leaving the patient without any for the events following taking the drug. :/ Creepy huh?

I was to take one 0.25 mg pill in 30 min increments prior to my appointment. (so 90, 60, and 30 mins prior). Since the dentist’s office had called me on the way home, asking me to come in earlier (10:45 now, instead of 11:30), I had to start taking the pills immediately after getting home.

After the first pill I felt my head getting a little fuzzy and my hearing lessened.

After the second pill I felt a semi-drunken-like state and don’t remember much after that save for my alarm going off to take the third pill.

After the third pill, I was ready to leave. I drank some water, handed the directions I printed out to Papa, and then….  ……. ?  ………………..??

:O That’s right! I honestly remember NOTHING at all after that!

What memories I do have are only in small moments, and could even be memories from the past and NOT from today (as I had visited the dentist’s office before…so it’s hard to tell when I made these memories).

………..I remember signing in at the receptionist’s desk.

………..I remember sitting down next to Papa, who was already reading a mag.

………..I remember the door opening and someone asked me to come in.

……………………………………………….???

Next thing I remember was laying in bed and Dara telling me she would make me some rice soup. mmmm….and then I remember eating some soup, though it was difficult. I told Dara I felting like puking, and after she ran to get a bucket, I did so (though just a tiny bit) into the bucket.

After that I went back to sleep.

Jan 7 – The day after the Extraction :

I woke once this morning to see Dara putting make-up on in the mirror.

I woke again to her kissing me goodbye–her beautiful face full of concern. I can only imagine how powerless she must feel to see her most precious person in such a state.

……..

Later I awoke into the darkness and chill of my room. My mouth was very dry and I found it amusing to rub my semi-numb fingers across my dry tongue which felt like a dog’s foot pad. :o

I lay there for a few minutes, knowing I wasn’t going back to sleep, and pondering what I should do next. Turning on the light and finding the time seemed like a great idea. :)

8am was earlier than I expected. So, I didn’t sleep a full day away, I thought.

As I used the toilet, it wasn’t long before the bleeding in my mouth begun. I rinsed with some warm water and then put in some gauze. The gauze feels good but, makes my sensitive throat want to puke–it’s always been like that.

Now I’m here alone, just me and my computer. My nephew-in-law is afraid of me, I can tell after attempting to speak to him–my deep raspy voice crawling out. He just stood outside the cracked door with his eyes peering through. I went outside to the kitchen and we rolled a Luigi pull-back bike back and forth for a few minutes until Mama came in and told me to rest some more.

For the past hour I’ve been listening to 2NE1, MONKEY MAJIK, and TaeYang while blogging and facebooking.

At this point, I’m not sure what to do. I read the advice paper left by the dentist, but all I can think about is how hungry I am. :/ I want to eat a banana…so we’ll see how that works. haha

PS. My 26th Bday is on the 9th. :/ Happy Birthday to me?

DarTy Anni.5 – Pics

Hey ev’one!

I’ll post a few pics here but, please visit facebook to see them all. ;)

A funny birthday card I made for my great friend Mike :)

Just wanted to share this for anyone who missed it. =D

(click to view full-size!)

DarTy Anni.5 — Special Memories in Our Secret Place

Hello ev’one!

Today was a HUGE day for Dara and I in many ways. <3

Aug 14th is our yearly anniversary. This year marked five long and beautiful years together. ^___^ Although we’ve been apart for most of them. T_T

I couldn’t sleep and woke up at 7am. Around 8am I was able to finally get outta bed but, I was only able to crawl across the floor and grab hold of my PSP. I played Patapon 2 for an hour till Dara finally woke up.

We cooked Lil’ Turkey Smokies for breakfast, with me sticking some of them inside biscuits and baking them. (Delicious!)

After that we went out shopping for some random things, including catching a “buy one get one 1/2 off” shoe sale at Payless. I got some new black shoes for both work and after, while Dara picked up some lovely silver heels for only 11$!

I was quite panicky this morning, repeatedly texting my new co-worker friend Dez. Since I wanted to pick up some super special gifts WITHOUT Dara knowing, I surely couldn’t ask her to drive me there. :P haha. so Dez had agreed to taxi me around outta the goodness of her heart. (Thanks again!!)

So what’s this all about? Well, around 2pm I left our house in Dez’s car…. Shortly after picking up my super special gifts, one of which was difficult to find, I called Dara and asked her to look for a letter under the laptop.

There was a white envelope labeled with pink marker: “Dara”. Inside was paper that read “CLUE one:” and had a short poem pointing to where the second envelope was hidden– behind the mirror. The third clue was hidden under the driver’s seat of Dara’s car. That note told her to meet me at a very personal place. This place, was the exact spot in the airport where Dara and I first met over four years ago.

I arrived at the airport, planning to reach our place first. Ironically, I repeated the same errors I had made being lost in 2006, in that I had Dez drop me off at the North Terminal, when our place is in the South Terminal. XD

After nearly 40 mins and several phone calls to Dara, who had already found and was impatient waiting at our place, I was finally able to remember find it!

On my back was my backpack; inside of which was gifts in gift wrapping and bags. In my left arm was a beautiful bouquet of pink+red Tiger Lillies. In my right arm was a large white box.

We hugged, and I handed Dara the flowers. I asked her to sit down so I could read to her the poem. (I write Dara a new poem each month to celebrate our DarTy 14th’s.) I also said: “Please, close your eyes babe.”

I sat and waited while he read me the poem (this was a big deal since I hardly ever hear him recite his own poetry to me). It was so romantic and heartfelt. I never felt my heart beating so fast in my life! After he was done reading the poem, I felt so happy, I couldn’t stop smiling. It was unbelievable how beautiful the words were and how much love there was.

After that, he told me to open my eyes (he was down on his knees by the way!) and from there he held open a box. Inside was a lovely round white cake, decorated with a pink border and chocolate letters that said “DarTy ♥ Eien”. I stared at it with awe and told him how much I loved the cake. He smiled and said something I never thought he would say. Something I’ve been wanting to hear for so long. He said…

I placed the cake to the side and grabbing her right hand, held it in both of my own. I spoke words to here in the heart of such a wonderful moment, that now neither of us can remember any of them before: “Dara Sananikone, I want to spend the rest of my life with you, will you marry me?”

We then shared stories about our days and drove to a nearby park so Dara could open her gifts: A portable DVD player with The Little Mermaid DVD, A pink Wii remote with Wiiplus, a Wii game named De Blob, a box of Lifesavers gummies candy, a box of Mike & Ike Berry candies, and two jokes gifts (a pink-handled pizza cutter and a pink reusable Scotch tape dispenser). I also took pics and a short video to share with you all later! =D

To wrap this long story up (b/c it’s time for cake, drinks, and movies!!):

• We returned home and shared the great news with Dara’s family.
• We rented a room in the same hotel we lived in together for two weeks back when we first met in April 2006.
• We ate a VERY awesome and SUPER DUPER FRAPPIN delicious dinner at ORSO.

And now we are here! =D Ok gtg. Love you all!

PS. HOTERU INTERNETO! lol hahahahaha

Happy DarTy Anni.5 !!!!!

Dress 4 is our winner!

Congrats to the winning dress and a special THANK YOU to all our friends who voted!  *hugs*

Please share with us what dress you voted for.

I voted for dress 3 myself. ^_^

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Yesterday I surprised Dara with two gifts hidden under a pile of 14 pink balloons, with cute sayings on each one. The gifts were Kashi granola bars and cookies! =D

Last night we watched (500) Days of Summer, All About Steve, and drank Crown + Cherry Pepsi! /

Cooking eggs, tiny sausages, plus putting those into biscuits (pigs in blankets) for breakfast!

Going to Anniversary Dinner at ORSO tonight at 730, but first, Dara has to find and follow three notes to meet me at a secret place where I’ll be waiting for her with an important gift. <3

Dara’s Kawaii Dress Off !

Alright every one, here it is!

Check out the pictures below of our beautiful Dara
in seven of her favorite dresses.

* Click on a thumbnail to view the full-sized image!

Look, smile, admire, and ponder which dress do you like the most.

Then vote in the poll at the bottom.

The dress that receives the most votes in two weeks will be winner,
and Dara will wear that dress to our DarTy 5th Anniversary Dinner!

Dress 1

Dress 2

Dress 3

Dress 4

Dress 5

Dress 6

Dress 7

jobless and back to feeling like shit

It’s hard to shake the feeling of failure, loneliness, and worthlessness after losing your first real job since college. Sadly to say, the bills don’t care and won’t stop coming. I made this mess so I could drown in my own spilled milk.