And it was really weird because I don’t remember anything. I remembered way more from the first one and I wasn’t as tired. The doctors must have used a different drug yesterday because apparently the nurse asked if I wanted anything to drink and she gave me apple juice and I drank it. I don’t remember that at all, but Brenden told me it happened. I was also crying in the recovery room, which I have no idea why. Brenden helped me put my clothes back on, and the nurse took me out to the car in a wheelchair. I don’t remember getting in the wheelchair and I vaguely remember getting out of it into the car. Then I slept the whole way back home and slept for about 5 hours when we got back. Brenden told me everything that happened, and I don’t remember it. It’s weird how the human brain works and how medicine works because I feel like that’s how it is for people who black out when they’re drunk. It’s odd not remembering things.