vayaviya: Rasputin from Devil Summoner: Raidou Kuzunoha with the caption "In Soviet Russia, devil summons YOU!" (Rasputin - rah rah rasputin)
edel_blau: i mean these meds are easy enough to get, but i'm attached to my liver and i think i kinda need it to live :L
edel_blau: ahahahaha
edel_blau: liver
edel_blau: ahaha
edel_blau: i think i'm  high chris
vayaviya: (Yzma and Kronk - High five)
 Note to self: do not attempt to write things (like, hm, birthday cards) while high on pain meds.

At least I made my mother laugh on her birthday, even if it was at my expense, so I guess we could count it as a success...

I tried to make sense, I swear I did.

Also, I feel like cotton candy.  That's not normal, is it?
I'm awfully fond of these pain meds.

For the most part, I feel like I've been socked in the jaw, but everything feels warm and fluffy now.

I can't say I like the threat of liver damage, but I'm taking them only as prescribed, so I figure I'll be alright; I'm probably only feeling effects because I'm a complete lightweight.

It's nice, having a break from the constant anxiety, suicidal urges, and depression. Shame I'm going to run out soon.

Anyway, surely I have something more to mention...?
(All I can really think of is how much I want solid food. :< )

Also, how much I want this chibi Jade.  (And look at how cute chibi Guy is!  And Tear!  D'awwww...can I just buy them all?)

I contacted the seller as soon as I saw the post (twice, since it was just after my surgery and I was high as fuck on meds).  I'm hoping to hear back soon.  If I don't, I'll likely contact them again.

Me?  A tad obsessed.  Nah.

I'll likely be making a Tales of the Abyss post once I finish the game and/or start feeling a bit better.  I'm really enjoying it so far*, and I have possible plans to cosplay Natalia or Dist the Runny Reaper ROSE at either PAX East or Anime Boston next year.

*Even though, by all means, my thing for Jade doesn't make sense...sexual orientation is weird sometimes (do fictional characters count?  and this is exactly why I uploaded this icon).

I swear, I'll get around to an intro post eventually.  How about once I finally start thinking semi-normally, okay?

EDIT:  oh my god it may be the pain meds, but this is beautiful and I can't breathe help

Photobucket I know that feel, Yosuke.
vayaviya: (Yzma and Kronk - High five)
First post? Seems like a good place for an introduction.

Not gonna happen, though. Too much pain and sleepiness. It can wait. Not like I'm terribly interesting, anyway.

Anyway, I had my wisdom teeth taken out yesterday at approximately 8:30 AM.

I've been all in a tizzy about how the anesthesia was doomed to kill me (which is nothing new; living with anxiety means I'm convinced that EVERYTHING is going to kill me).

So I got there, got my blood pressure and pulse checked, got asked a few questions, and they started setting up. Blood pressure cuff, pulse monitor, oxygen mask, sticky...something or others that they stuck to my chest and hipbone (hey, I'd had Ativan that morning; I wasn't quite with it), a stethoscope at my throat, the IV, and the supplies to keep the IV in place. I kept apologizing for shaking; although I was sedated somewhat, I was still scared shitless and close to tears (or possibly nervous giggle fits).

Finally, the rather scatterbrained surgeon came in and started doing stuff (not that I could tell you what; I wasn't dumb enough to move). One of the nurses put her hands on my chin to hold it up, which seemed kind of odd to me at the time, but was very soothing (there was an audible change in my pulse on the monitor, unless I'm misremembering). Then they said they were giving me something to sedate me before they gave me anesthesia. I put my head back entirely, blinked once slowly, and after what seemed like 5 minutes at the most, they were done.

I was wheeled (I think; fuck if I remember how I got there) to the recovery room, where I was put on a bed and allowed to see my mother. She covered me in a blanket, and I told her how funny it was that I'd gotten so worked up over being put under and then they never actually did it. She laughed at me and said that of course I'd gone out. I apparently hadn't realized it. Sneaky bastards.

I mean, I'm thankful. I'd have probably been a lot more scared if I knew it was happening. I still have no idea when they got me, but my best guess is that it's when I blinked after getting what was supposedly only a slight sedative.

Overall, it actually went extremely well. I barely slept last night, though I was up playing Tales of the Abyss, so it wasn't entirely fear. Everyone at the office was incredibly nice to me and did their best to relax and reassure me. I'm planning to send a thank you card and perhaps some sort of gift; I'm thankful they made everything so easy for me.
Also, I don't know what meds they gave me during the operation, but DAMN did I feel good after I got out (couldn't walk straight, though, ehehe)!

I feel like I've been punched in the jaw, but pain meds, sleep, and ice packs have been a godsend. My family's spoiling me rotten, giving me ice cream for breakfast and anything else I ask for.

Tomorrow, I'm going to be a useless piece of shit and sleep, take pain meds, browse the internet, and continue Tales of the Abyss all day.

Maybe I'll make a post when I'm not still kinda loopy and it's not 2AM, too. Oops.
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