Two days off?!?

Sadly last week, I was thrilled to potentially have two days off in a row, from being a productive mom/wife/member of society, at the expense of having gum grafting surgery.  That's right folks, I was actually looking forward to having oral surgery, so I could lay in my bed for TWO days and sleep while being on some nice pain meds.! 

My surgery was scheduled for Thursday morning.  On Wed. night I picked my wonderful mom up from the airport (she was taking over for me),  I visited coherently with her for a few hours then hit the sack.  As I was drifting off to sleep I told Kent how excited I was to have the next couple of days off.  Looking back, that seems very sad.  Who in their right mind would want to have oral surgery to get time off?  This oral surgery consisted of them scraping my palette (one of my client's parents informed me that it felt like a cheese grater being scraped along the roof of your mouth) and then taking that tissue and attaching it to my gums where I had some receding, due to genetics.  GOOD TIMES!

However, I did not feel a THING!  I was out and when they tried to get me goin' I was not havin' it.  I took a lot of time comin' around apparently.  All I know is I felt good, it was nice to be floating and not have a care in the world.  It wasn't so nice to not be able to eat because you have a mouth full of blood and RAW skin everywhere (it seemed).  Thank you Helen for driving me to and from and for not making too much fun of me.  :)  I really appreciate all that you do!

When we got back to my house, to my mom and the girls (Brayden was at school) I took a seat on the couch and I thought I would hang and talk to my mom and Helen.  I faded pretty fast, I remember sitting on the couch and slowly not being able to sit up, I just kept tipping and tipping.  I figured it was time to pass out....and I did just that, for almost two straight days!  I vaguely remember people coming and going, (a client showed up, she forgot I cancelled for the day), luckily my mom interceded before she got too far into the house.  Children were screaming (can you imagine?), phones were ringing, children were running, children were fighting, children were screaming....do you think I cared?  Not a bit!  I did have a touch of concern for my mom, but I knew she could brave through it!  Then all was silent, everyone had left the house.  I remember thinking, I could get so much done right now.  BUT  my mouth is bloody, I am high and I can't function, oh well, better sleep some more!  I attempted to hold up a book and read, but that didn't even last 30 seconds....I love pain meds.!  It's such a good thing that I have made the choices that I have, otherwise I could see myself floating through life without a care in the world......but what would my children do if I wasn't there to nag, pester, annoy and speak sternly to them.  :)

All is well, I am on the mend, back to reality, off the drugs, and LOVING every second of it!  Children are screaming.....

Thank you for everything Mom!  I wouldn't be able to be high without you!  :)