Tuesday, August 18, 2009
surgery in the early am. mom accompanied me and i was super nervous. the anaesasist (whatever spelling) was a good looking, young dude. hahaha. i think it made me much less nervous. hahaha. mich, he definitely earned a 6 at least!
woke up with the mouthful of blood. couldnt spit it out, couldnt swallow. ended up coughing it out. sighs. damn gross. its so funny. that my blood flow is super low when it comes to collecting blood but when i get cuts or scrapes, its like the bloody niagara falls. (and no, twelve hours after the surgery and my mouth is still bleeding)
couldn't leave so was transported back to day ward. super boring. there is no tv, no magazines. got a guy in the next, er, section who snored really loud so my attempts at sleep tended to be short. plus got this china guy who was super noisy and his friend, equally so.
of course, had to encounter this weirdo. this guy was waiting for his gf/wife when i returned. was still feeling doped up when i realised he was staring and walking around. he actually went up to the other two girls (one girl was slightly older than me, the other looked about mid-30s) and started conversing and trying to stand close to the bed. when he approached my bed, i glared at him which probably wasn't intimidating in the first place.
surprised that my dad cabbed down. and he bought me a 'get well' gift. <3 hahah. stoned pretty much the whole time with intervals to replace the gauze and spit out more blood. hehe, i forced my friends to sms with me since i was so bored.
i guess i was pretty lucky. despite the swelling, which my mom says made my babyhood chubby cheeks return, all i got was a temporary headache. the woman on my right ended up needing those oxygen tubes or something while the woman opposite me was kept on throwing up.
anyways, received a weeklong MC. didn't think i would need it at that point. but with the currently intense pain and constant bleeding, i doubt i wanna go anywhere.
Oh you said love was forever and you told me
love would never
Break my heart, and I believed you as I fell
That's all over, let it go,
You're just a song I used to know
And your fantasy, it don't work for me
Go and pick on someone else
-toby lightman
woke up with the mouthful of blood. couldnt spit it out, couldnt swallow. ended up coughing it out. sighs. damn gross. its so funny. that my blood flow is super low when it comes to collecting blood but when i get cuts or scrapes, its like the bloody niagara falls. (and no, twelve hours after the surgery and my mouth is still bleeding)
couldn't leave so was transported back to day ward. super boring. there is no tv, no magazines. got a guy in the next, er, section who snored really loud so my attempts at sleep tended to be short. plus got this china guy who was super noisy and his friend, equally so.
of course, had to encounter this weirdo. this guy was waiting for his gf/wife when i returned. was still feeling doped up when i realised he was staring and walking around. he actually went up to the other two girls (one girl was slightly older than me, the other looked about mid-30s) and started conversing and trying to stand close to the bed. when he approached my bed, i glared at him which probably wasn't intimidating in the first place.
surprised that my dad cabbed down. and he bought me a 'get well' gift. <3 hahah. stoned pretty much the whole time with intervals to replace the gauze and spit out more blood. hehe, i forced my friends to sms with me since i was so bored.
i guess i was pretty lucky. despite the swelling, which my mom says made my babyhood chubby cheeks return, all i got was a temporary headache. the woman on my right ended up needing those oxygen tubes or something while the woman opposite me was kept on throwing up.
anyways, received a weeklong MC. didn't think i would need it at that point. but with the currently intense pain and constant bleeding, i doubt i wanna go anywhere.
Oh you said love was forever and you told me
love would never
Break my heart, and I believed you as I fell
That's all over, let it go,
You're just a song I used to know
And your fantasy, it don't work for me
Go and pick on someone else
-toby lightman
what we could have been, 9:42 pm.
