Ow

I got my wisdom teeth out yesterday. And now I'm in pain. It's not too bad, I only took the percocet once --last night before I went to bed, otherwise I've been surviving off of ibuprofen. They did all four at once and I didn't feel a thing. I just wish I couldn't hear either. Yuck. I did get a frappe after the surgery because my dad is amazing and my mom bought me some Ben & Jerry's for later, so I can't complain about being pampered a bit. I'm just glad it's over with. The swelling is very minor, only on one side of my face too. I think that's a bit weird, but whatever. I'm just ready for it to all go away so that on Thursday I can go back to school and no one will be able to tell. Hopefully.

Oh, and Maine was good and it sucked at the same time. I read four books and only hated my family a couple times. All in all, it was relaxing and the weather was good.

Crazy Weekend

I went to Syracuse Friday. I got back yesterday. I had so much fun. It was Phoebe's birthday, so I had to be there, lol. Sharleen and I drove out Friday morning and by 6pm, we were all drinking at Chucks. $3 pitchers are D A N G E R O U S. We hung out with amazing people, I haven't hung out with them much (2 times before?), but as soon as school starts, that hopefully won't be the case. They're good people. What I enjoyed was that I basically had to fight to buy my own drinks. That was NOT the case in London. I did insist on buying a beer for Aaron. I basically had to trick him into it, but he was really going out of his way to buy everybody drinks. I also bought a pitcher for people (seriously, only 3 bucks). Also, I bought Phoebe drinks (duh!). Haha. I had so much fun. I can't believe Phoebe is leaving us for London next semester. I know it's only fair, because I did that last semester. But it still makes me sad. :(

Pictures will be up next week cuz I'm off to Maine in a few hours where I won't even get cell phone service, let alone internet. After Maine, it's time to get my wisdom teeth out and then back to 'Cuse for good!! And while I don't want school and homework, I still can't wait.

Successful Surgery

It's official: I have 20/20 vision.

I'm so glad it's over, and I'm so glad it worked. I was so nervous. Every doctor appointment, I was worried my vision had changed and the whole thing would be called off. Then, it was time. I got there early (Thursday August, 3) and I did the whole eye test stuff again. They kept putting dilation eye drops in and then they brought me into sugery. First, the had to cut the flap (I know, it sounds gross). They did it with a laser. They put this ring thing around my eye to keep it open, and the doctor warned me that I might lose my vision completely at that point, but I was hoping I wouldn't... but I did. That was nerve-racking, for two reasons: I was nervous it wouldn't come back and I was supposed to be looking at a blinking light and I couldn't see anything. I knew that laser had started because all of a sudden the black turned to stars. So weird. After both flaps were cut, I had to switch to a different machine to do the actual surgery.

During the actual surgery, I could see, but not well. As for the little blinking light I was supposed to look at, it was big and very blurry... it must have had something to do with the flap... I don't really know. When the laser started, it was making a crackling noise and it smelled like burning hair (the doctor's simile, not mine). It was scary. I was terrified that something would go wrong. I stared at that blinking light. My doctor was really soft-spoken and he kept talking me through it like "perfect, perfect." It's hard to describe this man, he was definitely weird. Once the first eye was done, they gave me some time before the next one. I was even more nervous for the second one, I don't know why. During the second eye, I just kept repeating in my head "please God, please God." It was finally over and they led me out of the room. I had some time before they looked at my eyes and released me. At that point, I was in so much pain. But not really pain. It was a very uncomfortable burn in my eyes. I was dying. You know that feeling when a contact is ripped in your eye or something is in your eye? And your eyes are just freaking out and you can barely open them? It was that, but worse and for hours. The drive home from the place was torture. When I got home, I went straight to bed. I wanted to sleep so bad. I almost killed my mother when she came in 20 minutes later to ask me how everything went...

I slept it off and when I woke up: I COULD SEE!

It was so exciting, and of course, my sight wasn't exactly perfect, but by Friday morning, I was great and at my follow-up appointment Friday afternoon, the doctor said I was reading the charts at 20/20. So worth the discomfort. I still have to put medicated drops in, but every day my eyes feel better and my sight is great. I never thought I'd ever be able to see this way without contacts or glasses. Yay for me, lol.

I definitely recommend Lasik Surgery if you are a candidate.

Some pictures from the baseball game

Red Sox Addict

So, last week I met David Ortiz. It was pretty cool. It wasn't exactly what I was expecting. We got to National Jean Company in Newton and waited outside for a while before we were let in. At that point I was just trying to de-stress from my drive over. I almost lost it completely in the car. I had gotten MapQuest directions, but after reading through them, my father decided they weren't good, so he gave me different ones. THEY SUCKED. MapQuest said the drive would have taken me 30 minutes, and if you include the possibility of traffic, I was prepared to drive for an hour. I planned to meet Sharleen in Newton at 5:30, Kiss108 said to be there at 6 at the latest. The route I took because my father told me to was full of stoplights, like every two feet, and the route wasn't well marked and there were a lot of turns, so I had to turn around more than once. At 5:30, after an hour on the road, I called my father nearly hysterical. I was so mad. He was a bit mad at me for yelling at him, but I felt he deserved it. After I calmed down a bit, he talked me through the rest of the drive, and I made it there at 6 p.m. I still don't feel like I was being unreasonable. Newton is not an hour and a half from Melrose. No way. Anyway, so after waiting outside the store for a bit, they brought us inside and we got these colored bracelets, mine purple, Sharleen's green. That way, they knew who got the signed baseball. We got into line and once David arrived we started filing forward to meet him. Now, I thought it would be a more individual kind of meet-and-greet. Like, he'd be at a table signing stuff, we'd shake his hand and say hi, he'd sign our t-shirt or something and we'd walk around the table to get our picture with him. Not so. We weren't allowed to use our own cameras, so all my pictures are courtesy of Kiss108. We also weren't allowed to bring stuff for Big Papi to sign and all of the baseballs, while they were actually signed with pen (you can tell), were signed before we got there. When we got to the front of the line, it turned out we were taking group photos. We still got to shake Papi's hand and we actually jumped back into line to get a second photo (above). It would have been a great picture except for the dumb blonde who decided to stand in front of David and almost block me from the picture. Papi still put his arm around my waist and rested his hand on the small of my back. So I was happy. He was also there with his son, D'Angelo, who was so adorable and seeing them together was really cute. All in all, a good experience. I even got to tell Papi we'd be at the game Monday and he should hit a home run for me and Sharleen. At the time, I didn't think he heard me, cuz I didn't get much of a response...

So, all that above occurred on July 27. Now it's August 1st and last night I went to the Red Sox game versus the Cleveland Indians. It was the most amazing game I've ever been to in my life. It was perfect. I love blowouts, but this one was better because it had drama, and it worked out in our favor. I saw Wily Mo Pena hit the longest home run, like, ever. It went over a light tower at the green monster. That doesn't happen. He also was just a double short of the cycle, which is pretty impressive. Manny hit a home run that was really long too, and Big Papi, my pal, hit two home runs. So he hit one for each of us, Sharleen and me. One of those home runs was a walk-off. He brought us from losing 8-6 to winning 9-8. It was great. David Wells miraculously recovered just in time to start a game I was going to (I've been to 4 games in 2 years and he's started every single one). He sucked. He had moments in the game where he looked good, but for the most part he sucked. But, Kyle Snyder pitched awesome, he kept us in that game. It was soooooo fun. I had a great time with Sharleen and Phoebe and even my brother Matthew. I'm just kidding, cuz I like my older brother. He seemed to enjoy the game too. All those people owe me big time, cuz I bought those tickets, if not for me, we could have been at some piece of crap shitty game where we lose. But, nope! We saw the best game all season :)