ok, so i'm still very much alive after the extraction of 4 wisdom tooth/teeth.
gah whichever.
i've told a number of my friends that i wasn't exactly scared about the surgery.
i was more terrified of being cannulated.
for those who don't speak medical terms:
cannulation is the insertion of that plastic thingy to deliver fluids intravenously.
so hoorah. i survived my first ever iv cannulation!
lol. big deal.
pardon me for the excitement, i'm still high over the anaesthesia
that i can't even walk in a straight line.
they knocked me out pretty good just now.
and when i woke up it felt like as though someone had punched me right onto my jaw.
my lower jaw and tongue are still numb and feels rubber-like.
weird feeling.
i drank ribena and it dribbled out. haha!
so i had to manually open my lower jaw with my hand.
great.
now i can empathize those stroke patients.
it's really frustrating!
really hungry right now thanks to the parents who just ate right in front of my eyes.
shall try to eat later. maybe dig in to my ben & jerrys in the freezer.
and they gave me back my wisdom tooth/teeth.
whichever.
the first thing i said was "mak kau!! gedabak nak mampos."
(read: shit! it's damn big.)
should i put up the picture? it's gross.
it's too big to be true.
if i ever put it under my pillow for the toothfairy i think
she'll get the shock of her life too.
fairies have lives? really?