So Nick just brought me a picture that Layla drew for me while I was in surgery. Apparently she showed it too me in the recovery room but I don't remember that. I don't remember much but this is what I do remember...
As I was going "under" the nurse was putting the thing in my mouth to keep it open during surgery. She was trying to put it on the wrong side. I tried my hardest to tell her but I fell asleep... oops.
As I was waking up the nurses were talking about someone that wasn't feeling well. Their diagnosis was that the girl was either pregnant or had to poop. (I'm thinking I may not have heard that right)
I argued with the nurses about how long the surgery took because... hello... it took two seconds. I know I was only asleep for two seconds!
Some guy was really pissed that the elevator was taking so long. Hey douchebag... I'm sitting here with a barf bag and can hardly keep my eyes open but you just go ahead and bitch out the nurse for not holding the elevator... again... douchebag!
Everything else is a blur until I woke up in my own bed with my hand pressed into my face... ow!
Going back to sleep now... sweet, sweet vicodin.
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Hang in there!!!
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