I went in for emergency surgery at around 9am Friday morning. I apparently have a really bad infection in my mouth, so it's good they got in there before anything severe happened. (Because, ya know, not being able to open my mouth isn't severe). Anyway, I woke up from the anesthesia, cried like a baby, and then got a milkshake, pain meds, and went home to sleep.

I got up around.. 3pm-ish? Went in with Cole to get the car from the shop (I am in SO much debt now, btw). Came home, was up for just a little bit, and then went to bed again. I don't remember how long, but not long after I laid down and Cole went back downstairs, I started seeing things. Like.. shapes moving across the room, what looked like a flashlight that was on then randomly flicked off, and something hunching over my bed. I grabbed my phone, called Cole, and he came upstairs to turn on a lamp for me. Then he said he was gonna go eat, then come to bed.

Well, I just got up maybe an hour ago because he finally came to bed. I've been laying there waking up over and over thinking someone was leaning over me, too scared to grab my phone or anything, and in a lot of pain because my painkillers were downstairs. I'm so disoriented, I would've thought the anesthesia would've worn off by now but I don't know, and all I can do is cry.

I'm gonna try to work on stuff, but I have no idea how it's gonna go because apparently I'm hallucinating a lot. I could've sworn my cat was sitting in my seat when I walked up to the couch, but when I looked right down at it, he wasn't there.