whatever...
When I went to bed, 14% reported that Hendrix was leading by 15 points. I went to bed pretty confident that Hendrix would be the next mayor of Detroit.
But I was wrong. I just can NOT FATHOM that enough Detroiters voted for Kwame to re-elect his lying, crooked ass. Ok, I can fathom it. I guess I just had a
lot more faith in Detroiters...to see past his fucking nonsense.
I'm scared to see where Detroit is going to be in four years. And scared he's going to be known as Coleman the II.
F you Kwame, f you.
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Today was so not a fun day!
I can't say I was looking forward to my crown lengthening procedure
...but I sort of had the "it ain't no thang" attitude about it. The same sort of attitude I have when it comes to any work in my mouth.
I had asked my mom what was going to be done...and it grossed me out. But whatever. The thing I was most concerned about was tasting blood in my mouth because, let's face it, no one wants to
taste blood in their mouth.
So I go to the periodontist this morning. I'm all amped up because it's close to my house. I had planned on going into work after it was all said and done...so I was like...yeah this will be alright.
Meet the doctor. She's really nice. She explains the procedure to me. Ick factor again. Asks me if I'm allergic to anything...particularly sulfa. I joke and say, "No, my sister got blessed with the sulfa allergy."
Anyway, before they begin they toss me two Aleve. They ask if I have taken Aleve before...and I have. But I literally only take any sort of drugs when I have cramps. I don't pop Advils or Motrins all that often. And I can't
even tell you the last time I took an Aleve.
First bad part: I couldn't get fully numb. I have been numbed in that area three times in the past couple of weeks. We think that the shots just aren't having the same effect on me. Which is totally rad. Even after getting
injected about seven bazillion times today, my bottom lip never went numb and my tongue hardly numbed at all. I wouldn't really care about that...cause I hate being numb, especially having my lips and tongue numbed...but
knowing that when I had my other procedures done, my lip and tongue were numb...so it made me a little uneasy.
About midway through the procedure, I think I started to think about the grossness factor. I knew everytime that scalpel (that I couldn't see because a) I didn't have my glasses on and b) I had my eyes closed) entered my mouth,
it was cutting away gum tissue. I can NOT watch surgery on tv. I can not see anything remotely gross on tv...I freak out. I literally have to close my eyes and have someone tell me when it's ok to look (like when I used to watch
Extreme Makeover...I had to have my mom or bro tell me when the surgery part was done). Anyway, all of a sudden, I got freaked out. The doctor and her assistant could tell something was wrong. They shove gauze in my mouth
and ask if I'm ok. I'm fucking tough, seriously. But I wasn't gonna lie. I wasn't ok. They asked what was wrong and I'm like, "I think I'm going to puke."
Which of course fucks up my mind because I haven't puked since the 6th grade and I'll be damned if a stupid ass dental procedure was going to make me puke!!! They sit me up and shove the sink close to me...and that's
when I dunno...it went downhill!
I began to burn up. My heart raced. Everything started to fade out: everyone got fuzzy (in a different way from not having my glasses on...which were not on). And my hearing was all fucky. They all scrambled to get
oxygen for me. I've never had oxygen before...and I'm just freaking out. Before the oxygen thing I was thinking, "Paper bag! Just give me a paper bag!" The oxygen mask gets on my face and I'm just like, "You better fucking work!"
My hands and arms are all tingly. I'm breathing out my nose in this oxygen mask. One of the assitants is wiping me down with cold, wet cloths. The cold, wet cloths were heaven at this point. Though I was still having a difficult time
getting this breathing thing under control. Things were still fuzzy for awhile once my heart slowed down and my breathing got under control.
I felt like the biggest dork in the world. The last thing I ever want to be is the difficult patient. I'm supposed to be easy. Like I said, I'm tough. So finally I was feeling much better. They asked if it was ok to continue and
I was like, "YES!" I wanted this damn thing taken care of today! I HATE THIS FUCKING TOOTH!
We finished the procedure with the oxygen mask on...which was so weird. And the doctor and her assistant did their best to carry on conversations so I could keep my mind off the fact they were hacking away my bone. I never thought I would
be so excited to get stitches...because the stitches meant I was done!
Needless to say, they wouldn't let me drive home. Which I could totally understand. I stood up from the chair feeling alright...except for the fact the entire backside of my body was
drenched in sweat. As I walked out into the hallway to call my mom, I realized how queasy my stomach still was. The big issue was that my mom, dad, and Uncle Bob were at my Great Uncle Frank's funeral. On the other side of town.
I tried calling my ma, no answer. I call Gen to see if she thinks Aaron might be able to leave work to get me because his work is less than a mile from where I was. So I called Aaron and he came and picked me up in the beautiful
yellow Citation. Aaron was my hero today. Yep.
As soon as I got home, I called my boss. Left her a voicemail asking if it was alright if I just didn't come in at all today and asking for her to call me. Mad because I got this day off and couldn't really do anything at all. My parents
went and got my car. But I still really didn't feel up to driving, you know?
We're gonna go to Buddy's tonight, though. That's the upside. I'm not technically supposed to push it and eat something like pizza tonight, but I don't care. After my awesome lunch of Jello and peanut butter cookies...I definitely need some
real food in my belly.
So I think the episode was combo of the Aleve and a panic attack. Whatever it was, it was not fun and I hope to not do it again anytime soon.
