Wednesday, February 21, 2007

All Done!

This is the point where all you who have had bad wisdom teeth extraction experiences begin to hate me a little. I'm pretty much good to go right now. The day of the surgery I was in pain till I woke up from my nap. Then I started eating and all that was left was a dull little ache. I can't believe a spent money on Vicodin that I didn't need. Yesterday, I played it safe and stayed home. I bought Crackdown and played that for a few hours. So, there was nothing really to write about. I can kind of remember bobby picking up after the surgery, but it's all in little bits and pieces. It's like trying to remember a dream, but someone was actually there. I do owe a big thanks to Megan for dropping me off and bobby for picking me up. I was disappointed that I didn't get to enjoy the laughing gas. They hooked me up, and I kept inhaling deeply to get the buzz before the pricked me with the anesthesia. No such luck. The second they stuck the needle in me I was out. I apologize that nothing really happened that warrants blogging about. I apologize to all those who suffered for days eating mushy things and looking like a chipmunk.

5 comments:

bobby said...

By twelve hours post-op, there was no way to prove Brad had his wisdom teeth out *that day.* Instant recovery time: that's Brad's superpower.

I feel I should apologize to all those people at work who I lied to about his condition when he *took the next day off anyway.*

Bradford said...

I actually should apologize to bobby for putting him up to making it sound worse than it was.

Ben said...

I'll take your Vicodin.

thefamousgrouse said...

weeks.

you must possess superior genetics.

Mandy said...

Brad always did have the best teeth, didn't he?