So, now that I'm not loopy from the anesthesia, I can recount my wisdom tooth removal experience.

Went down to the dentist/surgeon place at 8:45 AM or so. They called me in and sat me down on a scary chair in a scary room. At least the dental assistants were nice. Still, I was trembling like hell.

They attached some wire thingies on my chest and stomach to monitor my vital signs.They tilted the chair back  and placed an oxygen mask/nose cover thing on my face . Then the doc came in and went straight to my arm. I'm not exactly fond of needles, so I was taking deep breaths and such, but I didn't feel much of a pinch. More like a whisper of a pinch. Ha. Anyway, I remember the doc was asking me questions about school and stuff. Then the room started to go all fuzzy and wavy, but in an awesome kind of way.

Suddenly, BAM. I'm sitting up in the chair, mega sleepy, mouth full gauze that feels like it's just been unceremoniously shoved in. I'm all alone except for a nice dental assistant lady. I was thinking, WTF. What happened? Lady says, "You're done!" and I'm like, Whoaaaaa... She helped me to the car, cause I felt like I've taken both Dramamine and tequila in large quantities. I'm in the car, loopy as David after the dentist, and that's when shit got weird.

I look at my mom, tears in my eyes, and say something like, "Mom... I want want waaaater..." while kind of stupidly clawing at my mouth in utter desperation. For some reason, my thirst seemed like the saddest thing in the world. Don't much remember anything from this point to when I get home.

I took off the gauze as soon as my mother allowed it. I dumped myself on my mom's bed, while sucking on an ice cube, then I blurted out, "What am I gonna do with my life?" And then I start crying. This didn't end when the sleepiness wore off, either. I was in a vulnerable state of mind all day for some odd, inexplicable reason.

Yep, that's what happened. And tomorrow is Chipmunk Face Day. Cannot wait for that.  -__-