I love Hydrocodone

Okay, normally I am super against any and all pills.  I can take a nap or have a banana and bounce out of anything. But I gotta tell ya, since I had my teeth pulled I can't get enough of these suckers in my belly. I even woke up this morning feeling withdrawal since I didn't have any ALL night.  I'm hoping my words here are clear, I'm pretty "pilled up".

Here is my wisdom teeth removal story.
I was TERRIFIED. I have never ever been so scared in my life before.  I have never had to go to the doctor for anything other than swine flu.  To think they were going to put me to sleep and take out part of my body just freaked my out. When we got to the clinic, it was literally 2 minutes and I was in the chair getting my arms tied down and having a needle stuck in it.  I asked the girl doing the anesthesia if she could stop poking my arm and wait until I was asleep. She snarly responded that, "No, this is how I put you to sleep." Rawr. Like how the hell was I supposed to know that? Then I asked how long it would take, would I fall asleep right away? (Meanwhile thinking.. why is nobody talking to me and telling me what's going on? Hello? I've never had my teeth pulled before or been put to sleep and put my vulnerable body in the hands of strangers. Garsh!) She said that "It would be a while" before I fall asleep. Nope. She lied. That's my last recollection.

What I was told happened after the procedure...

The surgery took 15 minutes.  When I came out of it I was crying and smiling, so happy I lived through it.  Then I started whispering to my mom about how cute my male nurse was and how I hoped he didn't notice the zii zii on my nose. (He was cute. I do remember that.)  He of course could hear me because I am not a sneaky whisperer when drugged out. So my mom kept poking me and telling me to "hush".  My mom had me put my engagement ring back on because I was freaking out that I had lost it, she had it on the whole time, no worries.  Anyway, she pretty much blew any chances I had with the nurse. Whatever. I asked the nurse if I could keep my teeth. He said he had already thrown them away. Whoa! Now I'm pissed. Can't just throw away my body parts! I ask him if he was a wrestler. He said yes, he used to wrestle in Iowa for High School. And my response is to tell him how terrible of a wrestler he probably is and how JCC probably beat him because we were FOUR times state champions. Don't ya know?  I also manage to say goodbye to the doorman, and call him by his correct name.
By the time we got home I had snapped out of it and watched T.V. shows about people buying their first house. I didn't fall asleep. I have never watched so much T.V. in my life. It felt pretty good.  Yesterday, I felt fantastic the whole day and was able to eat BBQ's and potato chips for dinner. Today, my face is swollen and I can barely open my mouth. Sucky.
That's it for teeth talk. I don't have anything else to say about that.

I can't figure out how to turn the picture. But as you can see here,
the zii zii under my nose was obviously large enough for the hot nurse to see. Dangit.