I have lost my wisdom. Teeth, that is. All four… gone.<\/p>\n
I didn’t sleep very well last night. I attribute that in part to the massive sleep catch-up I did the night before. But yes, nervousness. Dentists in my mouth and an IV. They had better knock me out.<\/p>\n
Oh one little glitch before we left – I was at work and Den’s truck wouldn’t start. He did meet me there and manage to get it working, but now my car is left there overnight. That may turn out to be a good thing…<\/p>\n
The appointment itself was simple. I had gone in that morning to sign consent forms (since I had taken an anti-anxiety wheeee pill before my actual appoinment, which apparently renders you unable to legally agree to anything) and pay my co-pay, so we walked in and they shortly called me back. Yeah, that fun little pill was just kicking in then… but not nearly enough in my opinion! I got situated in The Chair, all kinds of dentisty-things around me. Oxygen tube thing under my nose, grumble grumble. Why wasn’t the pill making this seem more fun? I was still feelign anxious. Not cool. They’d better put me to sleep soon.<\/p>\n
The main nurse asked me if I had any previous surgeries or negative reactions to the medication – no. (What I wanted to say was No, it went beautifully, so please give me a lot of that shit.<\/i>) Then she asked if I had good veins. Hahah. No. I don’t. Small ones. And they give people trouble. Then we got down to the rough part: the IV. She had me squeeze my hands into fists and she checked them out. “Oh yeah,” she said, confirming my small-stupid-veins assertation. She told me to hold my left fist clenched as she felt around my upper elbow, where I would usually get a blood draw. I clenched. She pushed. There was a pinch, like for a blood draw. “Ah-ha,” she said, “got it.” I lifted my head to peer down in shock. Yes… she really had. Some clear tape around it, a small tug as she removed the needle part and attached a hose to the tiny tube that was now in my vein, and that was it. Worst part over. Seriously. I felt my body relaxing tenfold.<\/p>\n
The nurses were all chatting around me about this and that and their day. I tried tuning it out. Please focus on the task at hand, ladies – namely, the task of putting me to sleep. Do not screw this one up, I thought. A cuff went around my right arm and inflated. Some stickies went on my left ankle and right arm. I could hear the beep beep beep of what I assumed was my heartrate. Still awake though. Not really fond of hearing beep beep beeps of heartrates, for several reasons. The doctor came in to say hello. “Any last questions?” I shook my head no. Unspoken question would be of course, “When are they putting me to sleep now?” They placed a big foam\/rubber\/plastic wedge in my teeth to hold my mouth wide open. That was unpleasant. Didn’t like that at all. I saw the nurse grab some needle and stick it in what I assume was the IVF (since I didn’t feel anything but the slightest tug from the tubing being manipulated).<\/p>\n
Woozy. Finally. I was a little giddy as it hit me. And I was gone.<\/p>\n
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I awoke groggily sitting up in a small room, my husband standing in front of me cajoling me. This felt familiar – we do this every time I have an egg retrieval. Except after an egg retrieval I’m in a comfortable bed with warm blankets over me. And my face isn’t completely numb. I blinked blearily, eyes creeping open before closing again. The room spun a little. I think I may have drifted into unconcousness a few times before I was able to open my eyes and focus on him.<\/p>\n
Finally I was able to stand, though with assistance. I don’t remember much more than shuffling along with him out the front door, down the steps, and into the truck’s passenger seat. I think I blanked out again several more times on the road, since I have no clue which way he went home. We stopped at the pharmacy, he went inside to fill my prescriptions, and the grocery store where I managed to remember to tell him to buy me some chocolate Ensure. (A volunteer at work who recently got their wisdom teeth removed swore he lived on Ensure for a few days.)<\/p>\n
Then we were home, where Denis directed me to bed. There may have been a stop at the bathroom and other things, I’m not really sure at this point. I’m pretty sure Den made me swallow some pills, as directed by the doctor, and remove the gauze from my mouth. Yes, I think I do remember that it was difficult and gross. I couldn’t even feel there was gauze in my mouth, and when I removed them there was a little bit of blood. Ick. My face was all frozen and it was pretty hard to get water actually into my mouth (instead of dribbling down my front) and get my tongue to even half help out in swallowing). Finally I accomplished all that and I went to bed and slept some more.<\/p>\n
I woke up several hours later feeling a lot better. “Better,” in this case, meaning my face is no longer numb and I’m no longer drifting off every 2 seconds. I’m still having problems concentrating, but I’m not all that upset about that. I’d love to get a full night’s sleep tonight! And pain? I don’t really feel any. I’m going to for sure keep up on the pain management protocol, but this isn’t too bad at all.<\/p>\n
Tomorrow I do plan on working… my co-worker is going to pick me up here to take me to the cat sanctuary. I got all the *necessary* stuff done today so tomorrow is just me catching up on paperwork. And I’m perfectly willing and able to lay down on a couch moaning if needed. :) I like that job sometimes.<\/p>\n
Getting dozy… time for another nap, I think.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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