well, i think i have survived....

well, i have survived the removal of my wisdom teeth, but still look sort of like a chipmunk. i definitely did get knocked out, because i don't remember a lot. like i don't remember getting help to the elevator, and then my mom said that she would get the car, and i waited on a bench. then somehow i got in the car, and kept going in and out, mostly out, and my mom drove to an Arctic Circle, and got me a shake. then, i was suddenly home. i got help going down the stairs, and believe me, if she hadn't helped me, i would have fallen down the stairs, and probably had done something bad to my condition. then, the rest of the day i stayed down stairs. my mom had to go to an appointment too, so she called my aunt to see if one of her kids could come and stay with me. my cousin ryan came over, and i watched t.v. my mom put my cousin on strict instructions not to let me get up, and i didn't even want to at the moment.

well, i definitely am still sore, and i don't like to talk a lot. my medicine is supposed to make me dizzy, and my other one is supposed to make me nautias?(sorry don't remember how to spell nausea in that other way).

well, i am tired and i am going to go and sit and watch some t.v.

wishing is signing off......