The Aftermath, Pt. III

Here I am typing away with swollen cheeks, trying to keep consciousness by not dozing off, while swallowing mucous and blood every 5 seconds (hey! it's what they told me to do!). I was scared as hell going into that room. That had me lie completely parallel with the floor, and started hooking monitors up to me. The nurses continually asked me how I was doing while I repeatedly responded "scared... nervous... afraid..." Yeah, a bitch maybe, but I have bad experiences with dentists, so whatever, don't judge me. After everything was hooked up and I was strapped down, the doctor came in and told me he was going to give me medicine first before knocking me out, so I'd calm down. He inserted the needle, and injected the "anti-worry" medicine into me. He kept asking me if it was kicking in yet, which it wasn't, but then... I felt a weird rush over my body. Could this be it? Is the anti-worry medicine kicking in? I thought about what was going to happen in the next coming minutes, and was still sweating bullets. Then I took in a deep breath and looked up. My eyes started roll to the back of my head, and then BAM! "John, it's all over, take a minute to relax." I was still trying to get a hold of my bearings, and then the pain set it. Oh god, my bottom teeth were aching. I figured, hey! I'll just go back to sleep, so maybe something will kick in... Nope. The nurse sat me up, and told me to wait for my mom and uncle. They walked into the room, and I was still kind of out of it, and attempted to smile. I told the nurse that my teeth hurt really bad, so she gave me a vicodin. Then... something really embarrassing happened. Everytime I tried to talk, I had to stop mid-word because I';d start to get choked up. By then, I think whatever they gave me before the vicodin gad kicked in, and it wasn't hurting as bad, so I knew it wasn't the pain. I wasn't scared, or nervous, or sad... So I bit my lip all the way to the car. Once I stepped in and all the doors were shut, I let it out... "Mom, I feel like crying..." And then I started wailing... "I don't know why... I'm not in pain, I'm not sad..." And my uncle started laughing and told me to let it out... So I did... I was crying so hard I started laughing because I didn't know why... 5 minutes later, the urge to cry went away, and I told Martha about it, and she told me that a lot of people randomly cry after waking up from anesthesia, and that I wasn't alone. Boy was that a relief, lol.
[Post ended 5:25pm]

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[Post started 9:22pm]
So I'm back... I had to cool off a bit, in the middle of my post, something happened and I flipped out. What I didn't get to post in the first half I'll do it now... The dentist I guess cauterized a hole into the bottom of my tongue. Since my teeth stopped hurting once I left the dentist, the only thing that hurt was my tongue and throat. I later found out my throat hurt because I wasn't drinking any water, so my throat got super dry, and well... my tongue hurt because there was a FUCKING HOLE IN IT! I called and asked them why there was, and they avoided the question and said "The only thing we extracted was the teeth." Basically saying they didn't do it, and that I more than likely bite it. First off, the shape was a perfect circle, like it was scooped out by a mini ice cream scoop, and secondly... I couldn't bite that part of my tongue if my life depended on it. It really pissed me off... So anyways, I tried to cool off a little bit so I was messing with my iTunes, and then I started to get really groggy. I decided to lay down, but something didn't feel right. My chest felt like it was on fire, so I took my temperature... 101! I freaked out, and got pissed off, and this and that, and got so pissed off I put myself to sleep. After resting for a bit, my dad came home and told me to take some Tylenol instead of Vicodin, so I did, but was pissed off because if you take Tylenol, you can't take vicodin for 6 hours, and I was worried the pain would come back or something, so I got pissed off and when upstairs and layed down. Supposedly, the Tylenol was supposed to lower my temperature, as well as take the pain away, so whatever... Anyways, once I woke up, I felt 100% better( mood-wise) but my throat and tongue still hurt. Fast forward to right now, and yeah... Basically the same... My tongue hurts as well as my throat, even though my throat has gotten a little better cuz I've been chugging down water. But yeah... I really want to cuss out those dentists, but we'll see where it goes. I just wanna relax and heal up. Hopefully soon...