Charles’ Surprise Birthday Party
October 6th, Tuesday was Charles’ 29th birthday, so I decided that I would make it into a surprise. Charles new that I was keeping secrets about his birthday, but only thought that it was about his present. So, this is how it all went down. The morning of his birthday I put Charles’ present in the back of the car and told him he wasn’t to look in it. I also told him that instead of picking me up after school, that I would meet him at the duck pond just south of campus. Charles suspected that there may be a surprise there, but there was none. We chatted for a while about our days and then I let him open his present. He was so surprised when he found 29 different types of candy in the picnic basket. We ate at J Dawgs, which is one of my favorite places. I told Charles that we had to be at Rose’s place precisely at 6. There was no reason to be there exactly at 6, but it threw him off. He figured that there would be some sort of surprise there, but no. We sat and talked to Rose for and hour and as we were leaving Rose got in the car with us. Charles’ didn’t know what to make of. We got home and as he went in our entire apartment was filled with family and friends. It surprised Charles and he didn’t know what to think. The evening was really fun and went wonderfully!
New Phone
I finally joined Charles’ T-Mobile family plan with him once my awful contract with Sprint was up. It is so exciting to have a real phone and I can text too. I thankfully still have the same phone number.
Wisdom Teeth
My worst fear of having my wisdom teeth ripped out happened Thursday evening. We went to Stone Haven Dental, which I highly recommend, to have it done with IV Sedation, with one of the lowest prices for wisdom teeth and the best quality. Charles was my designated driver for the event. Before they stuck the IV into me they asked if I wanted a little bit of laughing gas to calm my nerves, most people love it, so I thought I would try it. Unfortunately it never kicked in, even after they turned it up higher, nothing changed. On the way home I apparently was sad it didn’t work and told Charles four different times that it didn’t work and it just made my nose numb. I told him for a 5th time the next morning when I woke up as if I hadn’t told him before.
Once they put the IV in me, I was down and out. Charles related the rest to me the next morning once I was cognizant. After the procedure was done, I would not wake up from the sedation for about 10 minutes. Dr. Tobler said it was a little unusual. My body was completely limp with absolutely no muscle being used at all. They had a very hard time putting my jackets on me with no help from me. I did keep rubbing my eyes though. They said that while they were waking me up that I would open my eyes, but seemed to look right through them. They eventually got me into a wheel chair and Dr. Tobler rolled me out to the car, but I was so limp that he had to hold my head upright so it wouldn’t fall over. Charles picked me up out of the wheel chair and as gently as possible dropped me in my seat. Although I was mostly asleep, I did request that my seat belt be put on. That is one habit that I would have to be dead not to hold on to.
On the drive home I could only make stop consonants with vowels, aka: garble. Charles would have to ask me to repeat things continually so that he could understand. Most of the time he never understood my garble, but when I really had something to say, I tried really hard. I would every once in a while get out a really word, like hot. Also while driving I started to use sign language to communicate to him, but I would continue to finger spell “say.” Charles thought that I had been trying to communicate something about my eyes hurting, so he didn’t understand the correlation between the ASL and English. He asked me to sign something else, but I was stuck with “say” in ASL.
When we got home Charles tried to get me to walk with his help, to make me wake up, but after a few steps I complained that my legs hurt, he thought I was going to collapse if he didn’t pick me up. I gave a half effort to jump into his arms, but it didn’t help at all. Charles thought it was cute that I would try to jump into his arms. He got me into the house and had me lay on our couch.
I was slightly waking up, but still don’t remember much. I asked to be put in my pajamas, but I had so little energy that I started just shaking from using so much energy. It was weird for Charles to see me go into mini convulsions from doing such a simple task. At home, Charles’ mom and sister came over to give us dinner, but i didn’t realize it for a while because I had such limited vision and only knew they were there because I could kind of hear them. Charles gave me a bowl of mashed potatoes to eat, but he put a fork into it, I normally wouldn’t have cared, but I just wasn’t awake and got perturbed that I had to use a fork. I although did have a distinct thought, "Charles has probably done a lot for me, since I am apparently home, so I guess its okay."
While being slightly cognizant, I asked for my chapstick, as Charles was putting it on, I wanted more and felt that Charles wasn’t doing a good enough job, so I decided to do it myself. Unfortunately, my motor skills were severely lacking and I was applying chapstick to my entire lower half of my face. It also didn’t help that my face was numb and I didn’t really know where my lips were. Charles kept trying to help me and I kept trying to do it on my own because I truly believed I was doing a good job. In the little struggle, I dropped the chapstick on the floor.
It was a very interesting experience to hear the stories from Charles the next morning of all the things that I did after the surgery. I am getting better and haven't swollen too much.
The actually taking out of the wisdom teeth went well and only one broke, but it went beautifully. Charles’ mom, Jan, took care of me on Friday at her home while Charles was at work. Charles took care of me on Saturday. Saturday was by far the worst day because I am apparently allergic to some of the medication that made me itchy. Sunday my appetite came back, but my energy was still a little low.
It has been wonderful to have such a carrying husband who thinks I am beautiful even without wearing any make up for the last few days. He has been helping me so much and wakes me up during the night so I can take my medication. One night he even stayed up with me for about an hour since I was in such pain and could not sleep.
Charles is very happy with how the UNLV vs. BYU game went down with a total killing of the Rebels.
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