Ow. Ow. Ow ow ow ow ow.
Dec. 7th, 2002 08:26 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brightrosefoxGot my wisdom teeth pulled today. Cheeks look like golf balls. Vicodin's not helping, but it does make me tired and apathetic. I'm about to take my second pill, and Adam says it should knock me out. He's been so good to me, feeding me, getting ice packs, comforting me, ordering me to stay in bed in my nightie. This should start clearing up tomorrow, or so I hear from Adam and Billy, who called.
Adam took me all the way to Grosvenor Metro in Maryland, which was surprising and pleasant. I took it to Shady Grove, then hopped the bus to Montgomery Village where the dentist was. He gave me the red numbing goo, then shot each gum up with novocaine, enough to knock out a baby elephant because apparently my bottom teeth were being *really* stubborn. But I got to take the teeth home. They're in a tiny manila envelope. Now I just hurt like a motherfucker. Adam says I'm in shock. I feel feverish, chilly, and loopy/dizzy (from the hydrocodone). But I'll get through it.
I'm gonna go take my drugs now.
Adam took me all the way to Grosvenor Metro in Maryland, which was surprising and pleasant. I took it to Shady Grove, then hopped the bus to Montgomery Village where the dentist was. He gave me the red numbing goo, then shot each gum up with novocaine, enough to knock out a baby elephant because apparently my bottom teeth were being *really* stubborn. But I got to take the teeth home. They're in a tiny manila envelope. Now I just hurt like a motherfucker. Adam says I'm in shock. I feel feverish, chilly, and loopy/dizzy (from the hydrocodone). But I'll get through it.
I'm gonna go take my drugs now.