It certainly seems appropriate that my first album post-surgery is Lick It Up!

Tom Petty would have worked as well, since “The Waiting Is the Hardest Part”.  That was certainly true.  I woke up at 3 AM this morning and I was raring to go.  I got a couple more hours’ sleep after that, but was up again well before 6 AM just wanting to get on with the day.  Get it over with!

Extraction was scheduled for 8 AM.  Dr. McCann’s office in Kitchener Waterloo — nothing but praise.  Fantastic people.  Wonderful nurses, terrific doctor.  I said “I’m probably in the top ten chickens you’ve ever had.”  No problem.

I sat down in the chair.  They attached all the monitors and accoutrements.  I asked if I looked cool.

The IV going in was the hardest part.  They said there were a few stages to the drugs, and first they would take the edge off the anxiety.  I asked the nurse to just keep talking to me.  We talked about my work, she kept asking me interested questions.  And that’s the last thing I remember.

I don’t even really remember waking up.  I remember being light on my feet with a face stuffed full of gauze.  I remember feeling confident to stand, and then to slowly walk.  By the time I was in the car, I was talking slowly but back to my old self.

I’ve been sitting here chillaxing at my parents’ house today, tired but not sleepy.  My dad made me a nice lunch of orzos.  Tonight my mom is making home made mac n’ cheese.  We watched Spiderman: No Way Home together.  My dad thought the idea of three Spidermen was kind of goofy; he only likes Tobey.  My mom seemed to understand most of it.  I had fun.

It has been about six hours since I left the dentist and I’m still really frozen.

I have this awesome Optimus Prime set to build.  I’ll save it for when I’m back in my own home.  I’m a little swollen.  I was hoping for more actually!

I’m doing OK.

Thanks for your support!