Right now we are driving to some park in Franklin for Amanda’s cousin’s graduation party. I all ready sleep easy in cars, but this oxycodone induced lobotomous state is not helping.
The procedure went fine yesterday. I guess the doc had to ‘wake’ me up a few times because my breathing went down. Seems to happen a lot. I guess I knew because I asked him if I had woken up due to feeling him rootin’ around. I am glad to say that there was no reverse side affects from being knocked out. Not cranky or evil this time.
My mouth feels surprisingly better after just one day. Still hurts – but my cheek makes the funniest damn noise when it suctions over the holes in my mouth. I am not regretting volunteering for two double shifts Monday and Tuesday.
But man I want a damn cigarette.
