last Friday, and it pretty much went like this. Bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla I'm screwing with the front page…One moment they were shoving tubes onto my face and injecting something into my arm and the next moment I'm super tired and very dizzy while some lady is next to me asking how I feel. I think I said something along the lines of "Blaurgaflarg." I begin to feel more and more dizzy and my stomach begins to feel like it's full of butterflies except all of the butterflies are throwing up. Then they pull out a wheelchair and instantly I know they are going to have to move me to that damn chair. I hated the idea of simply moving but I knew I had to anyways so I sit down on the wheel chair and she begins to move me down the hall. When I'm wheeled out I realize that we went through the backdoor and for some very strange reason there were a bunch of people sitting and talking around a bunch of tables like it was a restaurant or something; although none of them appeared to be eating. Then I was pulled next to my mothers car and I swear, I haven't felt so much hatred against doing something since I was ten years old, but I really did not want to get into my mom's car. I really didn't want to, I think I bent over and put my face in my hands and the lady that wheeled me out said "Aw don't cry." The entire ride home I felt like I was going to barf but I don't think I did simply because of the lack of food I had all day (can't eat after midnight the night before surgery). I than laid on my bed and I can't remember if this ice pack wrapped around my face was from the dentist office or from my house, but it was pushing against my cheeks. My mother then told me she was going to give me pain killers but I had to eat something first. And so I did. I ate eggs, took pills, and then barfed them. I had tea bags (be mature please) stuffed into my mouth to absorb the blood spewing from my gums and they tasted horrid. Repeatedly my mom and sister tried to feed me but didn't get the fact that it made me throw up which summed up to 3 times. If anyone has thrown up nothing before you know how much it sucks. So that entire day was just headache, stomachache, throwing up, and swelling pain in my mouth. The next day, was only headache, stomachache, and swelling pain in my mouth, and the day after was headache, swelling pain in my mouth, and game maker. Today I went to school with my cheeks somewhat swelling. Apparently I had a bad reaction to anesthesia.12119
I'm like Kabob, only I drooled excessively because I couldn't feel anything until cold slobber hit my chest.
I also enjoy your paragraph that seems to be perfectly shaped like a square.Cyrus: I enjoyed watching him own all those guys, particularly with a knife in his back :DIn case I haven't mentioned it yet: I'm pretty happy about having been born in a culture where pulling out wisdom teeth is not being widely practised. :)
Also, the style of your blog sounded a lot like the electric shock therapy scene in "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest" (the book). Creepy, eh.Why are wisdom teeth being pulled again? Shouldn't mine be pulled as well :(?
But I had to get 7 teeth pulled once because they were being too slow with falling out. The story about that is similar to yours. Isn't that enough mouth suffering :(?I also had one tooth pulled because it was stuck and couldn't grow further. Then a while later, I had the hole that surgery created filled with bone of my lower jaw, somewhere behind my teeth. Those surgeries weren't so bad, even though I experienced those surgeries with partial anesthesia.Yeah I drooled for a while, but compared to nausea and pain that's nothing =p
You get your wisdom teeth pulled because most people's mouths are too small to handle them and they end up coming in sidewars and upside down and crap and if you pull the top one you haveyto pull the bottom one and vice versa or it causes even more issues.Just a reminder, I had a bad reaction to anesthesia, so you guys should be fine when yours get pulled.
Yeah but I experienced a lot of those things over all the surgeries I had to my mouth. =P
We'll see… at the great 64digits meetup in 2060.
COOL STORY BRO