I wasn’t scared going into the procedure. I remember laying on the chair staring at the ceiling with the IV sedation in my arm, thinking, “Please hurry up, when am I going to sleep? ”

I wake up to my mom and dad sitting in the room with me. All I can remember at the time was trying to get up off that chair. I was trying to stand up and everyone was pulling me back. I forgot why I was in such a hurry to get out of there. 

My teeth are sore now. They hurt… A lot. I have been spitting out a lot of blood. I keep thinking to myself, “when will this be over”. I hate stuffing the gauze in my mouth. It just makes me salivate uncontrollably, and it makes my cheeks all puffy; and when I bite down, it hurts….. ughhhh. I’m scared my stitches will open.