So I'm having the dreaded surgery tomorrow and I am scared shitless. I realize that I will be put out for the surgery and that's all well and good but the part that scares the shit out of me is the fact that I will be waking up and part of my mouth that I have had for a very long time and have become quite literally attached to will be gone. I'm freaking myself out trying to figure out the amount of pain I will be in when the drugs wear off. I didn't sleep at all last night and I can only imagine that I will be tossing and turning all night tonight.
You may not hear from me for awhile... or you may hear more than you want to... I guess we'll see.
3 comments:
Good luck. I'll be thinking of you while my kid is under the knife too. Have the hubby call me when you are done and leave a message so I know you are still alive.
Don't worry, baby, they will give you some pain meds to take at home. I love you and I will be waiting for Nick to call me.
Good luck. It won't be as bad as you think.
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