Well today is my first day out of my hours in 5 days...

On Friday I had surgery for a hernia.

Its not that serious, and the doctor said its as common as someone getting their apendix removed, unfortunately I don't know anyone who has had that done so its not that common. But 3 people in my family have had a hernia so it seems more common.

I wouldn't have had it done at all, but my dad forced me into it. The worst that could have happened was it got infected and gotten larger (I'll let you look it up if you don't understand how it could have gotten larger). But I was in no pain.

So I orginally went last Tuesday for it, but they had too many emergency's so they had to re-shedule mine. This sucked because I wasn't allowed to eat since midnight the night before or drink 3 hours before the surgery, and my surgery was at like 2:30...which is almost a day without food.

So when I went in on Friday, this time it was at like 9am, but they had to delay me until like 11:30.
So I finally got upstairs and the anestisiologist came out and told me what they were gonna do, which kinda pissed me off because I didn't really wanna know, I just wanted to be put to sleep and they could do whatever they hell they wanted.

So I went in and got on the table, they started putting in the I.V. and then they gave me laughing gas. The laughing gas really ****** me up. Made it hard to focus and kinda made me notious...Then I went into this sort of spinning dream, where it was like a nurse, doctor and me, and if I rolled over they'd say something different. So I figured I was out and gone to sleep, so I started laughing trying to enjoy this little dream and then I regained focus on them and they asked me what was so funny:lol: So I said "is it over?" and they said "no, you should be out in a few seconds" then I said "I thought I was already out" and then the next thing I know, I'm being rudely awakened, having apple juice shuved down my throat.

Then they move me over to the recovery area and they ask me if I have pain, so I said yes. They gave me a shot of morphine. Then they left and came back and asked if I still had pain, so they shot me up with another morphine and gave me another needle for nosia.
Then they came over and gave me jello, once I was done I asked for another (because I wasn't allowed to eat, I was ****** hungry) so then the nurse comes over and asked me "how are you feeling? we want to get you out of here" and I'm going like holy ****, I'm still waking up and they wanna shuv me out. So I started to get ready to go home, once I was ready, then she asked if I still wanted the jello lmfao...

So now I got like a 5" insigin, lots of bruses, pubes been shaved off and I can't feel my balls...

It really sucks...