I cried. A LOT. Like I remember him having to stop in the middle to calm me down because my heart rate was too high. They wouldn't let me leave right away afterwards either, until I stopped crying. Then there was my entire face being numb for the rest of the day. Apparently I was very upset because I kept on drooling blood on my shirt. Great, right? The first day wasn't so bad, and neither was the second. But the third day was awful. My face was freakin HUGE. If you thought I had big cheeks before, you were mistaken. Luckily, I think I avoided any documentation of my chipmunk cheeks. At least I haven't had any bad reactions to the narcotics they put me on. But the first night I took two so I could sleep, and let me just say, I was higher than a kite. It was a very interesting situation.
Anyways, this still sucks. My mouth still hurts. My cheeks still aren't quite back to normal. I've been stuck in the house for days. It's hard to brush my remaining teeth. So can I just have my teeth back? Please? I'm tired of all this.