post-traumatic stress disorder

hello everyone! sorry it has been so long... honestly not much has happened! i can tell you about one event, though. oh man, buckle down. it's a long story! (but a good one...)

once upon a time, i had to get a gum graft surgery. what is that, you might ask. well, the tissue on the roof of your mouth is scraped off and sewed over the exposed area... in my case in the back of my bottom front teeth. (by my tongue). so i had quite the nervous week before the surgery because i was afraid of what could happen... blah blah blah. so the day of the surgery came... i had 2 sedatives, it was really freaky and i hated it. mckay picked me up and i scarred him by smiling and my teeth were all bloody. haha. anyways, the recovery went well. (besides the usual drugged stupor, bad taste in my mouth, and occasional blood). that is, it went well until sunday morning when pretty much the most scarring event of my life happened. so i woke up way early in the morning feeling like i was drooling all over everything. i laid there for about ten minutes thinking it would stop. eventually i used my phone and looked on my pillow and saw blood everywhere. i ran into the bathroom and looked in the mirror and blood was literally pouring out of my mouth. i ran into my parents room and woke them up and the whole process of trying to make it stop began. i started hyperventilating and my mom was trying to calm me down... it was pretty scarring. anyways, we tried for about two hours to get it to stop, and it wouldn't. we eventually had to go to the doctors and i got more stitches on the roof of my mouth. now i live and sleep in fear... waiting for it to happen again pretty much. SO SCARRING.

moral of the story, don't let people touch your teeth. thanks.