Last night I was laying in bed trying my best to fall asleep early, but despite the synthetic aids I'd taken to help the process, I couldn't do it. It might have had something to do with my hot room. But regardless, I couldn't sleep and it was the perfect opportunity for my overactive mind to turn its attention to ....
oral surgery!
And then I started to freak out a little.
See. Excitements wans and flows. Today I might be excited. Tonight I might be freaking out again.
I like being in control. I like being in control of my body. I like being in control of what's happening to my body. But this is a case where I will have not even a shard of control as soon as I say 'night 'night to the world and disappear into whatever foggy place you go to when you're put under.
I've never had surgery, never had major dental work done and all of those things are adding up to me freaking out. And the fact that I'm not sure how my quirky health issues are going to react to the whole process. That's worrying me. I'm the one who knows me, but when I'm out, who's taking over for me? Uh, no one.
Still. It'll be very good to have them gone. Out of my head.
And on a positive note, my abscess is gone.
2 comments:
Oral surgery was my first experience being knocked out also. It is amazing how fast you fall asleep and then how fast you wake up...as ifyou missed no time at all. Praying for you!
Being knocked out still makes me chuckle, along with the waking up part. Love ya girl, praying for you!
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