Joey: ‘I can pass for nineteen, right?’
Phoebe: ‘Sure… except… you’ve got to do something about your eyes.
Joey: ‘My eyes? What’s wrong with my eyes?’
Phoebe: ‘There’s… too much wisdom in there. You know what you should do? Put teabags under your eyes for ten minutes.’
Joey: ‘And that’ll get rid of my wisdom?’
Phoebe: ‘Maybe just five minutes for you.’

Classic Friends. Anyway, that was just to explain the title of my blog. Now, to point out the relevance… I am getting my wisdom teeth taken out tomorrow. Hopefully I get to keep my wisdom .
I can’t begin to describe how nervous I am for tomorrow. I’ve never had surgery of any kind so I’m extremely stressed out. I know it will go okay but I’m still scared. My mom makes me laugh pretty hard and she’s helping me feel better. Last night, I was getting really worked up about it and I kept saying that I was convinced I was going to die in the chair. To calm me down, my mom says (and this is an exact quote) ”Ashley, you could die right now. The chances of you dying because of your surgery are just as likely as you dying becuase you get hit by a car or something. It’ll be fine. I doubt you’ll die. I mean, how many people actually die from it? Probably only a handful. And hey, even if you do die, you can come back and haunt your friends. It’d be fun. And then I’ll die eventually… I dunno maybe I’ll get struck by lightning… and we can haunt people together. Okay?” If you don’t know my mom or me very well, then you might not think this would be helpful but for me it is. When she can joke about it I know that I don’t have a lot to worry about.

The big issue for me is needles. I have a really big fear of needles, and I cry and hyperventelate and shake and stuff whenever I even see a needle. Tomorrow I have to get two needles in the back of my hands, because the veins in my arms aren’t big enough. Recently I’ve been having dreams about them injecting the stuff into me and then instead of putting me to sleep, it keeps me awake… except they think I’m sleeping. (Does that make sense?) Anyways, so I’m actually awake but they don’t know that I’m awake and I can feel EVERYTHING. I know its irrational but hey, I’m scared!!

I’m also scared that my body wont react properly to the drug that they give me to put me out and I’ll wake up in the middle of it. I’ve heard of that happening a couple times and I’m a little worried about that. Especially since I am allergic to something in the anesthesia that they usually use, so they are using a substitute. Apparently ”it works the same”, but I’m not completely convinced!!

Anyways, thanks for letting me rant! Hopefully I’ll see you all in class on Tuesday. If not, expect some serious hauntings . I’ll update this blog after the surgery to let you guys know how it went, for those of you who care