Well I just woke up from my wisdom teeth extraction.

[sayuncle990]

The most I remember was walking into the office, doing all the poop in the chair.

And then the mask.

I remember chatting to the doctors about forcing myself to stay awke for as long as I could.

And how I felt the energy being sucked away.

And asking them for a bandaid on my first failed IV insertion.

They gave me no bandaid.

Poopfaces.

And then I remember faintly going to my car. And then waking up on the couch to change bandages.

There are no bandaids *tear*.

Now I will force myself to do normal stuff, like go over to a friends house: to prove my manliness.

I felt like I had to write that down. All the gauze is still in my mouth in stuff, changed not 4 minutes ago by my awesome mom. I also did a pullup or two to show my manliness.

And btw I am still slightly incoherent, so if this does not make sense, sorry.