Thursday, March 13, 2008

   In The Words of Juno - "Owww Owww Fuckity Owww!"

Time: 8.08 in the pm Mood: Sad Currently: In pain Song: Ridiculous - Bowling For Soup If my Dad makes one more joke, I shall hit him. He won’t be at the moment, though, because he’s gone with Mum to visit my Grans. I do mean Grans. The two of them. I know I said I’ll be back on Friday, but I’m bored, hungry and in slight pain. So, I thought “Ahhh I shall grace them with my moaning presence”. LOL. Thanks for the comments, btw. Is it alright if I don’t comment back? Or are you gonna be evil XD I did get that phone call, by the way. The one from Progressive UK. I got it Tuesday when Mum took me to work. Someone phoned up for again earlier, too, but my Mum was like “she’s here, but she can’t really talk because she’s had an operation today to take 4 teeth out”. I dunno who it was that phoned. I’ll ask Mum when she gets back. As far as the operation went… Well, I guess it went ok. I’m still alive, aren’t I? 4 teeth out, though… I’m trying to get use to the holes and the one set of stitches XD But, whoever operated does seem to have left a couple of shards of teeth in the one wound. So, if they haven’t fallen out by the morning, Mum’s making me an emergency appointment at the dentist =( I need to go to the dentist anyway to drop off a letter from the hospital. Anyway, before the op, I got ready, and was told to take my belly bar out. So I did. This this other girls comes in and she just gets to put some bandage over hers! =O I’ll tell you what, it was a bitch to get back in later. So then they took me down to the preparation room, and the anaesthetist bloke shoved one of them things in my hand (after shaking and tapping my hand around to get a vein) and then he was like you’ll be asleep in no time. I remember the room starting to swim, and my body feeling funny, and someone asked how I feel…. Then I woke up in a strange room, with my face feeling like a football, and something shoved in my mouth, and this woman goes “let me take that out of your mouth, *calls to someone else* Emma’s woken up! How are you feeling, Emma?”. At that point, I said “did I not answer you the first time?”. I was very confused LMAO. Anyway, she told me the operation went well, and she and this other person (also called Emma, I think) took me back to the ward. My face was actually covered in blood lmao. And I’d obviously dribbled on the bed sheets, because they had blood on them, too. Sooo… What happened then? I had some water… Then a cup of tea… Then some soup, and I absolutely hate soup. Oh, and some bread and butter with the soup. It made me sad, because I had to suck on the bread. I can’t eat it properly =( Then I came home… Managed to get my belly bar in after quite a struggle, took some Co-Dydramol, went to bed and fell asleep. Woke up… Wandered around for a bit, Mother asked me how I felt, I texted Laura, she also asked me how I felt… Dad offered me another toffee apple… And now here I am. I couldn’t stay offline until tomorrow. I love it here. Oh yeah, my nurse offered me an anti-inflammatory drug. And she said it needed to go up my bum. I said there was no way anything was going up my arse (in politer words). So I got something similar with my anaesthetic. My mouth really is aching =( I may need to take some more painkillers. Well… Not the Co-Dydramol, as that is very strong and I’ve already had some. Which leaves the Ibuprofen, but I need to have something to eat with it =( When I got home, and found I couldn’t get my belly bar back in, I was pissed. Then I found that they’d left some tooth in the gum, and I was even more pissed. Then Mum said if it doesn’t fall out then we’ll have to get an emergency appointment, I was sad. I just want all these appointments and operations and everything to just stop. I dunno how people like, my Mum’s friend’s daughter can go into hospital repeatedly. She has like, no kidneys, and has to have dialysis. She’s waiting for a kidney donar, but you know how long that can take… But I’m having all this trouble with my teeth, and I just want it all to stop. In any way possible. When I got home, and went to bed, I just thought “let me go to sleep, and just not woke up”. I want to have perfect teeth, without all these hospital, dentist and orthodontist appointments. But no. I mean, I have to go back to the dentist again in 4 weeks to have something done to a tooth that I didn’t know had a problem, and she didn’t even explain what was going on. I just wanna cry and rip all my teeth out. Sorry, no Lolcats today. Love&stuff ♥ Emmah ♥ xxxxxxx

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