This is when I got my wisdom teeth removed. The morning went well. I woke up, ate breakfast, dropped my brother off at school, and my parents and I were off to the oral surgeon.

When we got there, the oral surgeon wasn't even there so we had to stand around for around 20 minutes. When the place was finally opened, we did some more waiting as they were getting ready to do my surgery. When they were finally ready I had finished my pokemon battle and was ready to party.

I sat in the scary looking dentist chair with a weird and uncomfortable headrest. I wasn't really nervous persay, but I did feel like punching someone. A nice nurse came in and checked my vitals and hooked me up to the anesthesia and I was out before you knew it.

I woke up right when they were finishing up and everything was kinda hazy. I started talking about something, but I can't remember what it was about. They cleaned me up and got me out of the chair and carefully lead my wobbly self into a chair by the back entrance. I was still talking mind you, and for some reason I started describing everything in the room. After a while, another girl was lead into the room and sat opposite of me. I said hi to her and asked her how she was. She just looked at me and didn't respond, which was really rude, but since I was higher than a cloud, so I continued to talk to her about the weather and the room and anything that came up in my brain. A nurse finally came and got me and returned me to my parents. By then I was a little bit more sober and had stopped talking about silly things. My parents were very disappointed.