Yesterday and the Day After

So if you read yesterday’s post, I had four teeth removed from my skull. I went in, they stuck an IV in me and I was out. I think I recall him starting to hit my tooth with something, but the next think I knew, I was in a chair being handed my teeth and then it was a blur. Next I recall being in my parent’s house, and rather than laying on the couch, I tried to look at my pulled teeth, but was persuaded to lay on the couch. A little while later, I got up to spit some blood out from the gauze, and the next thing I knew, I was laying in my parent’s bed with a large pain in my head. According to Megan, my eyes rolled back in to my head while I was at the sink, and I passed out, hitting my head on wood floor, gashing my head open. Now, not only does my mouth hurt from having four teeth ripped from my head, the back of my head hurts from smashing it into the ground. Thank God for hydrocodine!

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