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?
