i know, i know. everybody and their mom get’s their wisdom teeth out. no big deal. i feel so lame to be having a rough recovery, but…
the recovery from my wisdom teeth extraction has left me feeling more like a little kid than i ever thought it would.
i haven’t even had a popsicle or a single cup of jello.
there is just something so bittersweet about being under the constant care and supervision of your parents again.
so bitter.
so sweet.
here’s a video that i apparently made while i was supposed to be knocked out under general anesthesia. it’s very much the opposite of attractive, which also… i find makes it pretty hilarious. umm beware, blood:
i was very belligerently sedated, my favorite thing is when the nurse comes in at the end telling me i’ve GOT TO put the camera away. this is after i’d already gotten my cell phone confiscated after texting andrew that i was drunk of “anastasia.”
aside from the comic relief that finding that video provided for me, i’ve been pretty down this week. being in bed ALL day will take it’s toll on you.
i’ve started reading ebooks on my computer… eat, pray, love and the road. very different from each other, to say the least. not quite into either just yet, but they provide a break from devouring dvd after dvd. i just need to get into their narrative styles… elizabeth gilbert’s reads like a blog, cormac mccarthy reads like… nothing i’ve read before.
other high points = pho w/ julie, my small group hanging out in my room, “once” with andrew, my mom making me spaghetti.
today’s mission: get permission to go to my student’s quinceanera celebration. like i said… i’m under constant parental supervision… which will get you things like the best care in the world and your favorite comfort foods, but it’ll get served up with a side of obligation to listen to their requests.
more real reason for my current case of the sad’s: complications with the surgery=loss of sensation in my bottom lip and chin. perhaps temporary, perhaps permanent. i’ll find out over the next few months. the good thing is that i haven’t experienced too much pain at the extraction sites, and that at least my swelling has continued to go down. for two days there, i got into this place where i was convinced my face would never return to it’s normal appearance. every day i do start to look more like myself though, with one major exception: my smile. i feel the most self conscious when i try to laugh at something.
i really want the sensation in my lip to come back to normal.
