20 December 2006

Well, I'm not dead yet. I went into hospital yesterday and had this wretched root canal work done. I still feel a tad woozy from the anaesthetic. I've been snoozing most of the day. It was very disorientating experience, too. Last thing I remember was closing my eyes and turning away from where the anaesthetist was inserting the needle into my hand. Next thing, I was being called awake and told to drink. I had no idea where I was or what was happening when I woke. I wasn't really ready to wake up, either. When I got home, I curled up on the couch with Holly and kept on dozing off as I tried to drink a cup of tea.

The nurses told me that I wasn't to drive or take public transport unescorted for 24 hours. Mind you, when I did wake up this morning, I wasn't fit to go to work, anyway. It feels like I've got the flu.

I've had a couple of parcels arrive in the mail this week. When today's came in, I thought to myself, it seems like Christmas! Then I remembered, it is nearly Christmas. Yay!