Originally posted by poker face
go for the demerol shot!
it rocks!
Hell yeah!
When I got my wisdom teeth out, my gf picked me up from the recovery room. First thing she asked me when I regained lucidity was what the hell I was saying while I was stoned. Apparently, when she asked the nurse how I was, the nurse told her that I did well and from the sounds of it, I'd want to come back before going out to party.
A year later, I got put under to have 2 titanium screws drilled into my jaw and according to my gf, this time I was making faces at people, wandered off and got lost in the store while she was picking up my percocet prescription, and promised her a trip to Cuba. When she found me, I was staring blankly at my phone (she'd been trying to call me to find me) and when asked why I didn't answer, I replied "I was trying to call you.". Mind you, I have zero recollection of the entire day.
