This Friday I had 3 of my wisdom teeth out, plus a root and added some membrane for a transplant. Those screenshots are most of the tweets that I did, which I don’t remember tweeting.
All I remember is falling asleep for 2 hours in the waiting room because the secretary was being a bitch, all because my insurance cancelled my contract by mistake. And it wasn’t like covering most of the surgery, it was just like $200 from 3K that cost the whole thing, my mom ended up paying the $200 or else she was canceling the surgery (which meant another day of me being completely dizzy and sleepy thanks to Xanax, no fun)
After the surgery the only thing i remember is eating a rainbow ice cream smoothie with a spoon and passing out on the sofa.
Heck, I don’t remember taking this picture:
Caption: I cotton candy with no flavor in my mouth. I don’t know what happened. Love you guys. Send me pants
WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?! D:
At the end of the day, tweeting or taking photos while on an anesthesia can make you regret it afterwards or just embrace it… or you can do both.
Going to surgery in a couple of hours and i’m still here laughing my ass off, watching the trainwreck that is Sandra Lee. Just watching her is making me feel drunk. Xanax is going to feel amazing later.