4 Wisdom Teeth Short

Got my wisdom teeth out today.
Suckers had 4 roots, which is rare I guess.
Started with sedatives but ended up getting propofol.
Knocked out flat.
Woke up and started crying about not being able to take a selfie with my surgeon.
Took a selfie with my surgeon and started trying to put my foot in my mouth (Literally).
Swallowed a bloody gauze pad.
Drunken stupor.

Taken home.
In bed holding my face, crying due to pain.
Take oxycodone and everything evens out.
Laughing and smiling despite blood pouring from my mouth.
Rolling over, covered in a warm blanket and falling asleep.

Wake up again at 6 p.m., complaining about dry mouth and pain.
Go to the bathroom and wash the blood from my mouth and face.
Check the stitches in my gums with a flashlight.
Admire the needlework.
Move all of my stuff into the living room so I could be with my dogs and watch the big TV.
Take more oxycodone and drink the best chocolate shake I've ever had.
Bliss out on oxycodone and decide to write about it.

I'm sleepy.
I love you all.
Good night.