well, I'm still alive

Well, this is most definately the worst spring break ever. Today is the first day I can read without wanted to throw up, and after sitting at my computer for the last half hour, I feel kinda nauseous anyway.

Lets see. On Monday morning I woke up at 6, threw on some clothes, and got in the car. Of course I was starving because they told me not to eat after midnight hte night before, which in my mom's anal interpretations wouldn't even let me brush my teeth before they were taken out. I'd brought a book with me to read but I was so scared I couldn't focus, and of course they made us wait for freaking 45 minutes in the waiting room. When they finally let me in I had to change and pee in a cup (which was hard, since I hadn't DRUNK anything for 7 hours and my mom had made me pee like five times before I left the house!). Then they took my vitals, and told me I must be nervous because my blood pressure was high. WELL NO SHIT! WHAD'YA EXPECT, GENIUS?

Anyway, then they let my parents come back and the surgeon and anesthesiologist came by. blah blah blah talking. THen my parents left and I was escorted to the operating table, where they attached a bunch of gadgets to me, including the IV *shudder*. they knocked me out, and I don't even remember them doing it. I think I had a dream of some sort while I was under tho, and I'm pretty sure it was a bad dream, but I don't remember now. I woke up in teh first recovery room with all the scary gadgets still attached to me feeling nauseous. The surgeion and nurse both told me that the surgery had gone well, which of course made me suspicious because the night befor I had watched the grey's anatomy episode where they tell the girl who has the metal bar going through her that she was going to be fine so she wouldn't panick. so i was freaking out - what arent' they telling me! - and also really uncomfortable, wanting to throw up, and I felt really helpless beause there was gauze in my mouth so I couldn't talk and one of my arms was indisposed because of hte IV. I also had to pee, but was afraid to say anything b/c i was afraid they'd make me use a bedpan or something.

well they finally let me into the second recovery room, when I finally peed, and all I wanted was the stupid IV out of my arm but then I told them I was nauseous so they had to give me more medicine. arg.

so yeah, for the last five day's I've basically been slseeping and trying not to be nauseous. They ahve me on four different medications, which i think is contributing more than anything to my drowsiness and nausea. i don't know how i'm supposed to sit in the car for four hours tomorrow for the drive back up to school. i odn't know how i'm supposed to be able to get back to work on problem sets and studying when i get back.

oh yeah, and who ever told me that i'd be fine by the second day was WRONG> its like the fifth day, and my face is stll swollen like crazy, i can't eat practically anything, and all i can do is sleep.

i'm bored. and in pain. bah.