The Tale of My Fist Surgery

The Tale of my First Surgery
Disclaimer: I am on narcotics, so there may be errors.

Hi everyone. I'm alive!

I took my Valium last night and this morning. It was a nice relaxed feeling, almost like a massage, but I was still nervous. I started to cry heading to the room, and while I was in the chair. Even after 5 minutes of laughing gas I was still upset, and would break into tears. I asked the nurses why I was still anxious, and they said that it works with some people, and sometimes the fear is too strong. They said it must be a very strong fear if I was crying even with Valium and laughing gas. However, it was like being a little tipsy, I told Dr. Pike that he had a very nice hair color. "Not mousey, it's a nice brown." However, anyone who knows me, knows I say stuff like that anyway. >D

The IV wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. They had to try twice. I asked them not to put it in my wrist, and they said that's the last place they ever try. Although I have small veins, they didn't put it in my wrist, it was in the top of my hand.

Doctor Pike said the medicine flowing through the IV would sting, and I told him it did. He mentioned Valium and another drug I didn't recognize. Mom told me later(she used to do anastigia(sp)) that it looked like 5 cc's, which is a pretty big amount. I was looking at my Momma, and that's the last thing I remember. I fell asleep almost immediately. (She left after I fell asleep)

Next thing I remembered as Momma(she came back afterwords) changing the gauze in my mouth, and then walking out of the office and getting in the car. I went to sleep in my bed, and after a few runs of sleep, gauze changing, and stuff, I felt I was ready to eat something. I ate some pudding, and then took 2 pills of Vicoden, basicly Tylenol with Codeine. So, yeah, for the next few days when I talk to anyone online, I might be a little funky. However, I'm typing this now, and I'm doing okay, so....But Tiffer came over at around 4, and stayed with me untl about 7:45. ^_^ So that helped to comfort me.

I am in pain even with the medicine, and I am a little puffy(but it suits me, I have a small face. It's not unplesant looking at all, hopefully it won't puff more.) but I'll be okay. I also have to take a course of antibiotics(Zithromax), and Methylprendnisone(a steroid), which helps healing, because they had to go into the bone pretty deep for one of the teeth.

I made it, and I did it, and I'm proud of myself! Thanks for your support through this, everyone.