The painkillers (oxy-something) finally started to kick in. I feel so much better. Thought, it kicked in too late.
I was suppose to take it before the novacan (It's not spelled right, but I don't care.) wore off, but filling the prescription took long, so it wore off before the painkillers kicked in. It didn't hurt really, it was just really sore. My bottom right side wasn't bleeding (which I thought was odd) and it was fine for a bit, but all of a sudden I got this imense pain there. I assume it was a build up of blood which created pressure. I have a high tolerence of pain because I've had so many migrains, but this was so painful that I actually started sobbing, which made it hard to breath.
So, I was in horrible imense pain, sobbing, and having a hard time breathing. This was, maybe 30 minutes ago. My mom called the place, and they said to give me two advils and if it still hurt in an hour, to call them and come back in.
Then, it started bleeding, which released the pressure. Then, maybe, 5-10 minutes later, the painkillers kicked.
I love painkillers. I feel so much better that it doesn't hurt anymore.
Of course, I took the time after my sobbing and asked my mom if I could see Sweeney again (You know, getting permission to go since I already bought the ticket). The convo:
Mom: Well, who would go with you?
Me: I'd go alone.
Mom: I don't know...
Me: Oh, you and dad would be shopping in the city.
Mom:...Okay. Ooo! I could go downtown!
Me: So, that's a yes?
Mom: Yes.
Me: Good, because I already bought the ticket. I'm using my pain to manipulate you.
Mom: I know, your father told me. *laughs* When is it?
Me: Sunday, the 6th. 2pm.
Mom: That's Poppi's birthday.
Me: You could call him.
Mom: Yeah, but this is the last time.
Me: No it's not. I've always offered to pay *starts to cry thinking of the pain and PMSing (which is rare for me)* but daddy always threw money at me and...
Mom: Shhh...okay okay. *is walking out of the room*
Me: *says defaintly* It's not the last time!
Mom: *knows I'm serious* Okay okay...Go and try to sleep.
Me: But I'm watching The Light in the Piazza. Hey mom...if this comes to CT on the tour, can we buy tickets?
Mom: It's in New York.
Me: No, it recently closed. We could buy the balcony seats because they are really good if it goes to that theatre.
Mom: Yes, okay, that sounds good.
Thanks Em and Stage!
They were giving the laughing gas to me, my body felt numb and the surgeon told me I was about to feel itchy all over (which I thought he might of meant the numbness, but no.). I felt to feel itchy all over that I just wanted to scratch myself because it was so itchy that it was almost painful. That's when they turn on the radio and I started to laugh. One of them said: "Oh, that funny huh?" And that's all I remember until after the procedure. I think I had my eyes closed while singing 'Green Finch and Linnet Bird".
One of the people asked me (while I was still under the effects of the laughing gas) something about voice lessons, and I was telling her (while laughing) about how I was going to go to this magnet school for the arts, but I had a hard time saying magnet, so I kept laughing at myself. I kept laughing on the way home, though I don't remember leaving walmart. I remember before then: I was laughing and wanted to go into walmart. My mom was entertained. I kept saying that I wanted to have the laughing gas again.
I didn't think the laughing gas was so powerful.
Shari Lewis: Did you ever wish upon a star?
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Updated On: 7/26/06 at 01:58 PM
