My wisdom teeth were plucked from my mouth on Friday afternoon. I must say that Friday was a bit blurry in hindsight. They gave me four prescriptions, three of which said "may cause drowziness." So I slept about 15 hours after my surgery with about 30 minutes to an hour awake a couple of times. Thanks to Rogers for making sure I had my applesauce, pudding, ice cream, soup, and yogurt. All the liquidy foods a guy could want. Overall, I wasn't in too much pain over the weekend. I'd say I had a bit more discomfort in the past 24 hours actually, which is strange. I asked them to keep my teeth for me, so I could trade with Phil (per his request), but they apparently came out in pieces so they threw them away. Too bad. Overall, I wasn't too heavily medicated beyond the first 24 hours, but still felt kind of wierd at times.
This morning I was a bit hopped up on penicillin and extra strength tylenol when one of my co-workers passed me in the hallway and asked if I was headed to such and such meeting. "No, I wasn't invited. Thanks for rubbing it in," I responded. Hopefully, my John McCain-like cheek jutting out tipped her off that something wasn't quite right.
In other news, we apparently have a bird's next full of baby birdies living in our dryer vent hose. We'll get rid of those little tweeters though soon enough.
Movies watched while laid up this weekend:
Live Free or Die Hard - 6 of 10
Blood Diamond - 7 of 10
The Invasion - only could watch about 20 minutes before I was too tired. But I'm excited about watching the rest of that one.