Tooth Gone!

What a beautiful Vicodin haze! I've had quite the morning. That oral surgeon was totally trippy. I remember him asking me muslim questions and being a little odd. Then I remember him and his assistant inviting me to join them for yoga during lunch. Then I said I didn't really do yoga and I was fading out. What in the world? Were they messing with me or what? Yowser!

Now the bleeding and the pain. I hope it goes away soon. I rather liked the numbness. One small dilemma: Still bleeding and out of gauze. Not usually a problem since I live near many stores, but I'm on pain killers. I can't drive. I promised my mom I wouldn't go anywhere (even though she drank Starbucks in front of me and I really wanted one, and said I was going there as soon as she left). I had to promise to stay put, otherwise she wouldn't leave me. Plus I know I shouldn't drive. Must...Have...Gauze... I might fall asleep before I care too much, eyelids getting very heavy...................................