This Weekend

This weekend started out great, but quickly descended into a dull pain that accompanied the extraction of all 4 of my wisdom teeth. On Friday my coworkers held a happy hour for me; it was nice I got to see a few of my coworkers from years past and we remembered some of the good ole times. I almost cried when they started talking about Marc Cooley's sand garden and his meticulous grooming of it. Besides that there was a great laugh about the Kid Stoned after the dentist: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PjMRydqBSJ4 That video is hilarious, especially when he stands up for no reason. Watch and you'll see. Overall it was a great time and I got time to hang out with some of my closest coworkers from past and present. I really do appreciate them all and I know that I have been lucky to have some great peers and bosses that I am able to share a laugh with and that always like to: "give me shit"

Following the happy hour on Friday I went to dinner with my family. At least whats left of it. If my mother were still here it would've been a huge event at my house with dozens of relatives and friends. However things change so instead my cousin and sister put together a dinner at Chino Latino for the new family. It was great though. I got to spend time and have a few laughs with the closest people in my life, the people that I would had spent the most time with anyways if it had been my mother throwing a party. We talked about our lives and enjoyed some great food. However I couldn't partake in any sort of drinking because of my dental appointment Saturday morning which I will go into detail very shortly. After a couple hours of eating and talking my family went their separate ways. I went home and went straight to sleep, to prepare for my wisdom teeth removal.

On Saturday I woke up about 7:00am, 2 hours before my appointment and I was immediately nervous. For one I had never been put under before and secondly, and most importantly I hate the dentist. So after taking a shower, getting dressed, and pressuring Ana Laura to wake up to drive me we arrived at the dentist. It was give a kid a smile day so there were free cleanings to lower income kids so the office was full of little kids running around screaming. I was luckier than Ana because I didn't have to sit with them. But on the other hand she didn't have someone cutting her mouth open and crushing teeth. After talking with the receptionist about how everything was going to proceed and how my Ana Laura would have to take certain steps with me after the procedure they hauled me back to the chair. As I sat there scared, my dentist and then the oral surgeon went over the procedure and told me all the scary risks and then told me that everything would be fine. They put the oxygen over my nose and inserted the IV. The surgeon said that I would start to feel funny. I told him that I don't think stuff like that works on me because I didn't feel anything. Then I felt myself doing a backwards somersault, I remember telling them it felt kind of good and that I did feel funny. The next thing I knew I was sitting up in the chair and they were telling me it was done and went fine.

So I went home with some help from Ana Laura and got immediately into bed. My mouth felt horribly uncomfortable. I tried to sleep but between the gauze, my numb tongue and lips I just couldn't manage. So I laid there with ice and listed to Ana watch Seven Pounds, which sounded like a good movie. The rest of the day I spent taking vicodin, eating ice cream and watching movies. Once I regained feeling of my face and took the vicodin, it wasn't so bad, but definitely something, given the choice I would never repeat again.

Now as promised here are some Cancun pictures and a video of me getting pushed by dolphins: