I'm starting my Oscar Party a bit early this year.
*groan* I got my wisdom teeth taken out yesterday. It wasn't as nightmarish as I thought it would be. Since I had already braced myself for the worst before getting to the dentist's office I was in a significant state of neurosis by the time they were prepping me for surgery. The most paramount fear that was dancing through my head was the thought of loosing my sense of taste. For. Ever. You don't joke around about that stuff with a glut. It's just not cool.
It's a shame that I don't drink. My super cool oral surgeon (hi Dr. Baron!) told me that for a person of my size I'd have a really high tolerance level. They were unable to sedate me! The laughing gas didn't work so I got IV-ed instead. It wore off before the surgery was over, I remember waking up and demanding for a blanket because I was cold. I'm always cold.
A few other random things. The heart monitor freaked me out, and the blood pressure machine squeezed the shit out of my arm. Who knew that my veins were so small AND traveled? Apparently they too have no sense of direction, it took so long to get the needle in my arm. Ranjan Bappa's leaving to Sri Lanka this afternoon, so we went over to punchy's place last night, I was still all frozen so I was okay to go. What I was not okay to do was sit there and watch while everyone was eating punchy's cooking. I was stuck drinking some bland ass Campbell's Gardenay.
So. What are in the cards for me today? Other than stuffing my face with Jello cherry cheesecake (thathi picked some up for me, they're awesome) and letting out the odd groan, I'm going have an Oscar party for two and try to watch as many Oscar nominated movies as I can. Ollie gets the George Clooney mask, and I'm going to wear the Keira Knightley one, my jaw is so swollen and mannish that I can totally play the part.
On the list for today, Capote, Tsotsi, and Walk the Line. Throw in a few episodes of My Name is Earl, The Office and of course Project Runway and you've got yourself a really happy, sedated and swollen camper.
Hmm, now the only thing I need to do is find some J-list Hollywood star to sell my oxycoden to so that I can call it a day well spent.
4 comments:
mmmmm ... Jello cherry cheesecake :-)
Hope you get better soon.
My Name is Earl rocks! Though I have no idea why. Maybe it makes us feel good about ourselves?
I hope you've managed to get rif of your Dad's cane too!
Thanks. Actually I bounced back pretty quick. Although if you do know anyone who's looking for some 'hillbilly heroine' please let me know. I have some oxycoden that I'd like to unload ;)
My Name is Earl. I don't know, it's such a great show. I watch it for Ethan Suplee (Randy) his comedic timing is so awesome. It reminds me of a really REALLY squeaky clean version of Trailer Park Boys. Albeit not as funny, b/c nothing touches that show.
Derick, cherry cheesecake lost its appeal that afternoon. After you down like 4 of them in a row you'll understand what I'm saying ;)
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