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soup, ice, & no more teefs.
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Nov. 9th, 2008 | 09:42 pm
day one: i woke up actually not scared at all. in fact i laughed & joked with my mom all the way up the oral surgeon's office in north carson. i joked about getting stuck in the elevator in the building & even about the paper work that i had to sign. i joked right up until they called my name to come in to see the surgeon. then i was terrified. i shook & stuttered but luckily they moved things along quickly. right away they hooked me up to a pulse & heart monitor, got the IV in me & put the laughing gas administer in my nose. that made me think the bleeps on the machines were funny. then...i was sleepy bye. i woke up a half hour later all done & numb. it felt like two minutes. i love laughing gas. makes your whole body feel good :). they pack your mouth with gauze because at that point you're bleeding a lot & then wheel your happy ass out in a wheel chair. i was kinda out of it & loopy & kept asking my mom stupid questions. my mom was so worried, i felt bad. she rushed home to change my gauze because i was bleeding through. so she put me to bed & changed my gauze then rushed to the store to fill my prescription. i got an antibiotic & vicodin. whoot. i really couldn't eat at all but i was forced to choke down some yogurt so my medications wouldn't make me sick. laying in bed was the worst. i was stir crazy but at the same time, so tired & unable to really move. plus, i had to sit up, i wasn't allowed to lay flat. that hurt my neck a lot :/. i had to ice my face for 20 minutes on then 20 minutes off. so annoying. i slept a lot, took my meds on time. nothing too horrible.
day two:friday, i made my way from the bed to the couch...crawling. i was allowed to shower but my mom made my grandma stay in the room because i was so weak. i had absolutely no appetite & would randomly pass out from all the medication. i also finally started swelling, whereas i hadn't whatsoever on thursday. by friday night, my face was huge. chris finally came to visit me when he got off work around 9, but didn't stay very long. i layed in bed with him & watched tv & fell asleep before he left. i woke up around 11:30 in horrible horrible pain & popped a vicodin as fast as i could...on an empty stomach. i spent the rest of the night waking up every couple hours & throwing up. it was awful, because i could barely open my mouth more than a couple centimeters & because i hadn't eaten, i was throwing up pure stomach bile. green, painful liquid. it sucked so hard & made my jaw ache from being forced open. i had to call my mom on her cell phone because i couldn't get out of bed & she ran from her room to mine with a bucket & some water. i had to rinse my mouth with salt water every time i'd throw up.
day three: because i had thrown up my last pain pill, i woke up the next morning around 7 in more pain than i had been in the entire time. i begged my mom to give me anything (except more vicodin) to make me feel better. she called the doctor's 24 hour emergency line...he never returned her call. so we called the local pharmacist who said to try ibeuprofin. i was pissed, you know like, i'm in the most pain i've ever been in in my entire life & you want me to take something slightly stronger than baby tylenol?! well, 400mg of advil did the trick. it brought the swelling down, made me less drowsy, & had me walking around the house by 3:30 in the afternoon. chris came over around 2:30 & ate dinner with my family...bbq ribs. how cruel. at this point i was still having trouble choking down the noodles in soup. so while everyone else feasted, i heated up yet another bowl of campbell's & slurped at it resentfully. chris went out & bought me some cake batter ben & jerry's [which might actually be yummier than cold stone's...shhh!] & i played 20 questions with my aunt, uncle, grandma, mom, chris, & my grandma's friend carla. so funny :) unfortunately after that, i had to go lay down because the laughing had made my jaw sore :/
day four:today, the swelling went down a bit but the bruising came one. my hand is bruised up where the IV was & my entire right side of my jaw line is black & blue. i have deep, dark circles under my eyes & i;m still pretty weak. i was so determined to get out of the house today. chris finally got a job @ the galaxy theatre so he took me to see zack & miri make a porno. it's hella funny, i highly recommend it. but by the time we got out, i was exhausted & weak. after sitting for so long, it was hard to walk straight & so i kept grabbing onto chris' arm. his response? "why are you like, clinging to me?" before pushing me off...what an asshole. we stopped at qdoba & i bought chris a burrito & myself some tortilla soup. i ate a few bites, but it was too chunky. the effort was entirely too much so i didn't even finnish it. we stopped at wal mart on the way out. i looked at make up & purses while chris argued with his mom on my phone. coming home sucked though. i called my dad & he more lectured me on going out than anything, claiming that i had "set my recovery back a day". well shit. excuse me for being stir crazy. i'm up to 600mg on ibeuprofin and i'm still hurting. i'm definitely ready for this to be over :(.
now, i'm watching 'vegas' most adult shows or something on the travel channel. all these places are the same. i just want to get out of the house for a real night out without a lecture or being checked up on. my mom still won't let me drive because she thinks i'm too out of it. i'm sick of looking ugly & chubby & i'm sick of not eating. blehhhhhhhhhh.
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