I can't feel my bottom lip. I mean, I really can't. Things like spiting I took for granted. It's not just my bottom lip, it's the majority of the lower half of my face. I got my wisdom teeth out. It didn't hurt that much, but the staff at the doctors office I was at really pissed me off. The whole thing was not cool. Major lack of bedside manner and proffessionalism. They knew what they were doing, just not that it was on a person. At one point they knocked my oxygen mask think up just enough that it was covering my nose and I couldn't breath. My normal dentist has told me countless times what a good patient I am with standing still and all, but this guy, I try and communicate I CAN'T &%#@ING BREATH and he is all like: "stay still." Alright, it's a surgery, but breathing, ya know? So I think I flicked him off and he finally set it on strait again. I told my mom what I did (as much as I could tell anyone anything with my mouth numb like that and two tons of gauze) and she just crumpled into laughter. Basterds. It takes a lot to piss me off that much, but man, I am thinking of writing a letter of complaint. I almost started crying severel times during the damn surgery! Not from pain, just from the inconsiderate way the doctor was handling it. Now I am going to watch four volumes of Monty Python and enjoy my effin vicodin while it lasts and try to drink something without drooling.
Posted by Deke at December 29, 2003 06:54 PMBeen to that circus, seen them dancing clowns. Allow me wish you the best of luck with that lower lip and a rapid recovery. My wisdom teeth were so impacted that it took me a week to recover from their extraction. Make sure to get a picture of yourself before you get better, though. There's nothing quite like reminicing about one's life-experiences as a chipmunk.
Posted by: Michael at December 29, 2003 09:51 PMThe swelling is beginning to go down. Mommy brought me three BIG as all get out pink roses. That makes anything better. I put them in the pottery vase my best friend gave me. I have been whining a lot (because I can't have swallow food and my doctor acted like a son’ itch) and rounding out my iTunes collection. Todd Willison came up to me after Thanksgiving break and told me he had checked out my collection and I begged him not to look at in until I could "flesh it out" more over break. I don't care too much about what people think of me, but when I know them and know that they could actually "dig" what I think of something I like to have the chance to show them why. Anyway, he did like my Smashing Pumpkins section. (Insert need to say, yes I like Billy even if he is an emotional masturbator, thanks very much ^_~) I am also bound and determined to get to Josiah's first blog... someday. I rented a bunch of "Faulty Towers" episodes for the recovery. Vicodin has left me completely coherent... like most heavy drugs I am prescribed. Um, what else? I got about eight different photography coffee books at the library to glean from this morning and I just didn't have the energy to make this a new blog.
Posted by: Nats at December 29, 2003 09:51 PMRoses good. Teeth out in heinous fashion bad.
I think I'll always hold a special spot in my heart for my old dentist, just because he took eight teeth out of my head and did it well.
If I send you chocolate, will it get there during that brief window before you leave for Covenant but after your chops are whole again?
Posted by: Bob at December 29, 2003 11:55 PMBob-*grins* I have no idea. I leave for Covenant on the 6th. I like Chocolate
Michael, I actually look fine, except for the occasional drool/ food that I can't feel. Apparently no solid food for three days...I may die.
My parents are actually encouraging me to write to the doctor with my complaints. Turns out he was a client of theirs... which is a good thing I didn't know that because had I been aware of it while under the influence of the valuim I might have done something worse then flipping him off. Excellent surgery, disturbing bedside manner. I MISS YOU GUYS!!! I just want to get back to Covenant were there are men who are also human and humane... I may make wild claims about the insensitivities of the people that live here in Midland, but they are all true. I like my daddy. I like you two too. I like Norman. *sniff*
Posted by: Nats at December 30, 2003 02:27 AMOh oh oh! Mum bought me three cases of Rainbow Sherbet. Also, Fawlty Towers with John Cleese is about hilarious. Michael, have you seen this? I know South Africa isn't England, but it was British.
Posted by: Nats at December 30, 2003 02:32 AMSo, in fact it's funny I just spit the apple sauce I was trying to drink all over my lap top... *lol*
Posted by: Nats at December 30, 2003 02:35 AMI love Manuel
Posted by: linnea at December 30, 2003 02:02 PMI do too. i look like a chipmunk right now, so yeah Michael, i need to take a picture.
Posted by: Nats at December 30, 2003 04:19 PM