I just got back home from being under the knife. Sooo, I'm gonna tell you the story.


We (me, Mom, and Dad) went to the doctor's to get the... thing off of my forehead (believe me, the thing is annoying as hell), I'll just say I was really really nervous, and I brought along my CD player as we waited. 30 minutes later, we were (or rather I was) called in, and there was this nice nurse there who was talking to us as she prepared everything. She had an accent that I can't put a finger on, but it was like English was her second language. Much later, I decided to be given something that would relax me and would also make me tired at the same time, so this guy gave me a pill that I had to desolve on my tongue. I'll just say it was incredibly bitter tasting, so I got the guy to get me some water (which, by the way, didn't help with the taste). It wasn't at all long before I started feeling less nervous and I wasn't shaking anymore (the nurse lady asked me earlier if I was cold) from anxiety. The same guy then injected some numbing stuff with a nettle that really hurt, and after the few minutes of his injecting, he said that he was done and that it should be numb. A bit later, Dr. Lee (short Asian guy... somewhat famous.... my mom saw him on TV once) came in, and he and his assistant (the nurse lady from earlier) started putting cloths over my eyes and hair and such... then they went to work. I was surprised that I honestly didn't feel A THING, except for the bit of pressure and pulling (pressure was from it to stop bleeding and his pressing down on my face (I have to tell you, he isn't the most gentlist doctor I've ever meet), and the pulling was with the stitches). I got really relaxed and somewhat tired as they did it. Before I knew it they were done (not really before I knew it... it just was quicker than I thought it would be. It took longer to set up than the actual thing, and most of the surgery was taken doing the stitches.

I had students staring at Dr. Lee's handiwork... I hate those students... I hope that after I get my stitches out, I never have to go to OHSU ever AGAIN. I got bandages and such wrapped around my head (yes, I currently have a "headband" on), and then as I got out of my seat, I realized that my vision was all wacko on me, and as my feet touched the floor, I nearly fell down... I was drunk, or "high" as the nurse said. I put my hair down, because I know I looked extremely weird, but with my hair down, I would look LESS weird. My parents had to drag me along because my legs couldn't support my weight, and I was also laughing really hard for no reason at all. That was why people kept staring at me: I looked like a hippie (and still do), I was using my parents to support my weight, and I was laughing. On the way home, I was still acting weird. I was talking alot and extremely tired. When I was talking, I knew what I was going to say, but it just wouldn't come out my mouth. I also had a few moments where I was talking really weird and I couldn't talk any other way... my words were slurred kinda, yet I was talking really slow.

My right eye was kinda numb (possibly from when the guy accidently squirted a bit of the numbing thing), but now it's not. What's bothering me now is that I have to have this headband on for 24 hours, and it's really itchy. And a few minutes ago, I discovered that the top of my head (on the right side) is numb, and I'm starting to feel pain again... and once in a while it feels like a nettle is poking the spot...


I'm gonna go lie down now and possibly sleep... I'm really tired now. I'm no longer drunk, and my parents say that if I keep hydrated I won't get a hangover. ^_^ see ya later, peoples!!