...because tomorrow, I lose my wisdom. Teeth. Wisdom teeth. The periods added for emphasis didn't really convey the meaning I had hoped, did they. Darn my personal livejournal philosophy to not edit what I write beyond massive typos. Well, it worked in Animorphs... I had to try
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What ever would I do without you, Becca?
Actually, I only have one phobia, and it isn't pain, or blood, or looking silly. Unfortunately, I was very aware that I would have to deal with that one phobia right before the surgery. But that part's over now. The poor nurse never did figure out what was bothering me, though.
It's also amusing, looking back, that I was telling the doctor and nurses that I felt fine while listening to heart moniter that switched to alarm tones frequently.
I do remember you looking bruised all over your face, but to tell the truth, I have no bruises. Or do they show up later? Oh well... I do have a very nasty but unrelated bruise travelling from my elbow to my upper arm at the moment, which, yay!, doesn't hurt anymore. Because the brain can only focus on one severe injury at a time.
And, by the way, Benji is my cousin-in-law.
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And, in the meantime, I've spent my days popping pills, switching ice packs, and watching movies. Speaking of which, I'm due for my next pills right about now.
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