I think I love drugs!

WARNING: I am on drugs as I type - I cannot be resposnible for revealing any deep, dark secrets.

I had to get my wisdom teeth out, I've been putting it off for way too long. Having switched to good insurance recently was also a helpful persuasion, that and also the on and off again pain I was having with the one impacted tooth.

So I called up the oral surgeon and scheduled the next available appointment. It was about a month before I was going to get in. I let Paul know right away because they require you to bring someone who can both stay during the entire procedure and drive you home. Paul has the craziest schedule I know: He doesn't really even have a choice, the judges tell him when to be in court and then he goes.

So, of course Paul had several court cases already scheduled for the day I had scheduled my surgery. And Paul is a lot like me, he doesn't like to ask anyone else to do his work. Then one day, Paul is in court and the judge is scheduling more cases: He sets it for June 8th. Yes, another court case that will have to be changed or given to someone else to cover on top of the rest of them. Paul pleads to the judge:

PAUL: "Can we please not pick that day? My wife is having her wisdom teeth removed and I already have several other cases that I might have to find someone to cover. I am trying to find a friend to take her though."
JUDGE: "Mr. Shipp. You will not have a friend take your wife to have her wisdom teeth removed, YOU will take your wife."

So, I like to say that he was court ordered to take me. :o)

I had not felt too nervous about the procedure until this morning. We had to be there by 8 a.m. so I didn't have much time to think about it, we just got up and went. The closer we got, the more nauseous I felt.

We arrived right on time and after checking in, they called me right back. I think I was mostly afraid of the anesthesia. Afraid it wouldn't work. If I had woken up in the middle of it, I would have freaked out!

They attached the blood pressure cuff and the oxygen saturation sensor. The doctor came in and started my IV. He had to use a type of brace around it to be sure it wouldn't be ripped out.

Then, he administered a drug through the IV. (Usually, I am pretty nosy and want to know EVERYTHING. I will ask things like: what is that? what is it for? what does it do? why are you using it? what happens next, etc - but I was way too nervous. I didn't want to talk at all). The doctor tells me that I will start to feel sleeping and I will feel like I can't focus anymore. The nurse starts to lay my chair back and I start to feel the effect of the drugs instantly. I felt dizziness and my vision was blurry. I decided to just shut my eyes and not fight it. I remember wishing that I could to go to sleep.

Next, I heard - wake up, Jennifer. I was done! That was so awesome. I don't remember ANYTHING and that's just how I wanted it to be.

I couldn't open my eyes. Paul said that I was just moving my eyebrows up and down. The room was so bright and I had to force my eyes open for one second. I could barely move. I was like a sloth getting into the wheelchair. They took me to my car and it was so cold that I quickly covered myself with a towel (I brought it just in case I started puking).

We came home and Paul gave me Sonic ice cream to eat while he picked up my drugs. They gave me oxycodone and propoxypene. I started with the oxycodone and that just knocked me out! I slept on the couch all day. After several doses of medication, I don't feel any pain at all. I hope that trend continues!!

I don't have any energy to get up and move around so I'm hanging out on the couch with my laptop, blackberry, remotes for the tv, home phone and wiener dog. Here's hoping that tomorrow is only better.