Surgery.

So the time has come, finally, for my surgery. I’ve been having preparations done since 2005 (august) and I currently mostly feel relieved about actually getting it done. The whole “sawing up my upper jaw in two parts and moving the two jaws around” doesn’t exactly make me feel cozy all over, and it’s also the first surgery in my life, so I admit it does scare me some.

And the fact there’s also the chance I throw up due to the, uh, “sleeping shot” (not “anesthetics” since I will be unconscious .. eh whatever). Throwing up + jaw surgery = not good, but the surgeon assured me they’ll take extra precautions to prevent that from happening.

I’m at my mom’s place right now. I went over here today with a bag of clothes and my lap top and tooth brush and shaving stuff and whatever else (and the papers from the hospital and the pain meds they told me to take in the morning before I go to the hospital), and I will be coming back here in 2-3 days once the hospital lets me go home. She promised to make me food that doesn’t need chewing and who can complain about that? Since I don’t know how I’ll feel at all (never having had surgery, never having had a bone broken in my life), I have no idea what to expect but I’m hopeful it won’t be too painful. For too long. So I chose to stay here for awhile and be pampered. Such a kid, I know.

Anyway, wish me good luck. And see you soon.