~ got home at 3:30... went to bed.
The freezing is wearing a bit thin... I can feel more.
It went like this...
Arrive (z drop off) and kick back to read a mag while they get sorted...
Go back to a dentists chair that ... automagically moves making little buzzy noises until... it's flat.
Nurse A puts on a blood pressure strap thing on my left arm...
Nurse B puts an IV in my right arm.
Nurse A puts all these little electrode things on me... attached to a machine.
I ask "Is that the machine that goes 'buip'?"
Nurse A comments "well, it's not quite a 'buip'" and she reaches up to turn it on.
I look up - from my lying down position - to see a little techno brown box turn on and a 3x3 screen kick into life... and zzzzzonk.
~ strange memories of the doc actually taking the tooth out... disjointed... disconnected... no ouch... just them talking ... and digging around in my mouth.
Wake up on a little bed... apparently I was awake earlier when they moved me... but no memory of that.
Sleeeeeeeep is lovely.....
Z shows up ... Nurse B talks for a while about "post op care" and ... we're outti.
Now I'm spitting out big wads of gauze that ... are all bloody... I'm hungry like a fox... but, I cannot imagine using my mouth.
In fact... it's begun to hurt since I started writing this...
just take a pill you say?
Well if Wally-Land would ever fill the script!!!
Suz dropped it off at 3:23, on our way home, and she went 20 mins ago to find it still hadn't been filled. grrr!
Any ways... this is my night. :)
