Just Shoot Me

Today I had my wisdom teeth removed. They gave me some Valium beforehand for my extreme anxiety and it worked like a breeze. Last time I had laughing gas it didn't do anything for me -- I think that maybe they forgot to turn the drugs on because this time the doctor started me at the lowest setting for it and all of a sudden I'm giggling like a schoolgirl. That was good, I needed to be as out of it as much as possible. All of my wisdom teeth were underneath the gums, horizontally impacted, and had curvy roots. So I was suprised how easy it was going until they got to the last one. Apparently not only were its roots curvy but also shaped like fish hooks at the end. It was the worst. Right now I'm definately feeling it from my neck to my ear on that side. And my other side hasn't quit bleeding after seven hours. All tonight I've been working on making lots of jello for me to eat tomorrow. I love jello. And red kool aid. I'm ghetto, I know -- but I like that stuff better than all the crazy fancy-shmancy food I always had to eat at the Agassi events in vegas -- lobster, scallions, and other gross stuff. Ok, time to get ready for bed. Peace out.