The surgery went really well. The only potentially hazardous event took place before I even got to the oral surgeon's office. I didn't realize that the Valium had kicked in on the car ride and when I went to walk up the brick stairs to the office, nearly fell face first. Apparently, my legs and brain were not really talking anymore -- brain said "lift foot" and foot responded with a lazy drag. Luckily, Jesse caught me and I avoided any further oral surgery to replace my two front teeth.
This morning I woke up with Jesse at six and kept to my regular pill schedule. I then got up and made a breakfast yogurt smoothie, even though my stomach was hungry enough to scarf down two burritos. I should have taken that as a sign to get back into bed, but immediately went about with my usual morning routine. As I was sitting at my desk (typing my blog entry for the day), I suddenly felt faint and a wave of nausea come over me. I staggered to the bathroom and cried on the toilet for a few minutes until Jesse convinced me to get back into bed and finish my smoothie.
He was right, taking my meds on a mostly empty stomach was a bad idea. I'm feeling much better now that most of the smoothie is down and hopefully keep yesterday's recovery momentum. While my cheeks are a little puffier than yesterday, but they're certainly not terrible enough to not venture out of the house. Maybe I'll go on a short walk this afternoon to get some fresh air.
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