Wisdom Teeth

This past Thursday, Eli, my boyfriend, got his 4 wisdom teeth out. I took him in early that morning and they had the whole thing done by noon. He was in such a pitiful state afterwards and I was so sorry for him. He was just like a big baby.
When his mother and I were waiting with him, passed out of course, afterwards, the nurse came in and put the infamous ice-pack that goes from under the chin to the top of the head. He looked adorable, but in pain.
After I went to my classes, I went straight to his house to help take care of him. I walked in and he was, predictably, asleep. I kissed him forehead and he stayed asleep. I shook him slightly and he stayed asleep. So I began to talk to him. He didn't respond until I spoke a bit louder. He opened his eyes. He couldn't smile, but I could see the happiness in his eyes when they saw that I was sitting on the edge of his bed. I gave him a small hug and laid beside him stroking his hair. This went on for a while. Every 30 minutes, I would take the icepack to the freezer and then 30 minutes later I would put it back on his face.
We didn't watch any television. We didn't talk. We didn't play any games. We didn't even really motion at each other. Every now and then I would tell him that I loved him and he would make a humming noise that sounded like I love you too. It's funny because we're able to understand each others muffled voices. We can tell what the other is saying with usual ease.
The next day, he was way much better. I opened his door and he was watching TV and he threw open his arms for me to hug him. I lightly kissed him and he didn't pucker or anything because he knew that it would hurt. We watched TV for a while and I brought him the ice-pack a few times. I didn't stay too long, but I came back that night so that he and I could watch 'Harry Potter and the Socerer's Stone'.
Sunday, he called and said that he wanted to go outside. He hadn't been outside in three days and he was ready for his breath of fresh air. When I finally got there, he wanted to go to 'Fall for Greenville', our city's fall celebration. We drove downtown, parked, and began to walk up the street. A few minutes up the street, he pulled me into an alleyway that led to a café area. We sat at one of the tables and he threw up. After a minute or so of the vomitting, he stopped. There had been a man behind us yelling, "Get it all out man!", apparently thinking that he was drunk. We sat there for a few minutes before deciding to get back up and walk up the street to get something for him to eat.
It was fairly difficult trying to find something that he could eat. He finally came upon an Italian restaurant that was pretty cheap. We ate what we ordered and then left on our merry way back up the street. We eventually got to 'Opie Taylors'. That store is specifically made to sell toys. We, being ourselves, headed straight for the stuffed animals. We found a cute little sheep that squeaked. He bought it for me.
Leaning on his shoulder we walked to the next store, 'Mast General'. I love that store. They sell figurines that I collect called 'Willow Trees'. We examined their stock and then saw some 'Wall-E' merchandise. He and I love Wall-E things and have already gotten some of the merchandise for our future children. He got 2 of the little books for children to begin reading.
When we left 'Mast General', we walked across the street to 'The Marble Slab' for some of our favourite cheesecake flavoured ice cream. Then we went back down the street to the Liberty Bridge, where we sat beneath and gazed at the moon and played with our new little squeaky sheep.
We got back to his house and watched our movie, 'P.S. I Love You'(in my reviews kenzismoviereviews.blogspot.com). When, that was over, I drove home.
Our few days together were perfect. He goes in for his check-up tomorrow and he's excited to see if his stiches are done and he can begin to eat 'real' foods again!
KNZ