Date: June 12, 2004

Author: sara

my horrible two weeks by sara quin

it all started with game five in the playoffs. calgary won, but its all very blurry thanks to the mixing of quebec beer, smirnoff ice, and wine. i barfed. i havent done that in years. i am a loser.

sad to say, calgary did not win. but i love them anyway, and it was the most fun ive had cheering for hockey since montreal won eleven years ago.

game seven was the day i had my four wisdom teeth pulled.

that might go down as the worst day of my life.

what a horrible fucking experience.

i was not put to sleep, given drugs or and IV. i just had old fasioned freezing.

it was trauma for me, and only now, saturday, almost six days later, do i feel like i am ready to except that i may be changed as a person.

its true, i may never be the same sara again.

the thought of my dentist breaking my teeth and wrenching them out of my mouth, drilling my bone to get pieces burried where they should never have been will forever be imprinted in my mind.

what a week.

i was sick from the coedine. and i threw up all day tuesday.

but as of today i am feeling almost 100 percent better. although i still look a bit chipmunkish and i am quite bruised up.

i have been working on advance album artwork for our big mailouts and have been reading fantastic books by author richard ford.

its a sunny day here in montreal and i have been out all morning wandering around checking out all the street festivals.

i have seriously considered wearing a mouth guard and helmet for ever so that i never have to have any sort of surgery in my poor mouth again.

hope you are all well!

happy summer.

sara