I love painkillers and anesthesia. Both are wonderful things.
I remember the doctor asking me to make a fist, sticking a needle in my arm and then telling me to relax my hand. Next thing I know, I wake up with a bloody mouth filled with gauze. It was the best thing ever - not the blood and gauze, but being out during the procedure.
The painkillers have been good to me, also. I'm still really sore, but didn't swell up at all. I hope I can eventually start eating normal foods again, besides oatmeal, jello and soup.
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