Ah, there’s nothing quite as alarming as waking up to find dried blood on your face and pillow from the oral surgery wounds bleeding during the night. It certainly sobers one up pretty damn quick until you remember you had said oral surgery. My jaw is still somewhat swollen in that general area and it’s feeling a tad ornery this morning, but otherwise I’m fine. My pillow looks like an extra from CSI: Crime Scene Investigators, but I’m alright.
Well, other than being weekday confused. I took Wednesday off for the surgery itself and then Anne suggested I should take yesterday off as well. So today is Friday and I’m dressed for work, but I was just off for two days so it feels like Monday and it’ll feel weird not to get up on Saturday to go to work as it’ll feel like Tuesday. Oh well. Time to take my pills and hit the door.