Well, the tooth extraction saga is steering towards the conclusion - pretty good by all respects. Considering the extensiveness of the surgery, I am finally starting to feel like all the parts are where they need to be to head towards long-term recovery.
The first while, I was bleeding like a soda fountain. It took 4 tea bags to help clot the wound, they recommend two before you are suggested to call the on-call surgeon. Which we did - twice!
Then we had the dangling participle - a clump of raw meat that I really felt should have been stitched to something above it. The first night, it did shrink, and yesterday it just came off - so all I can feel right now in the abyss is stitches and a blechy taste. Which is what I believe is normal at this stage.
It will be FOUR weeks before I can start to have solid food again! FOUR weeks!!!
I'll be gumming more pasta this month than an octogenarian Italian in a long-term care home....
Today, I'm going to quit icing the cheek, and try to wean myself off the pain killers. I'll miss those furry little Wiffles that hung around chatting with me during the last couple of days, but if I do feel like I need one or two, you can be damned sure I will help myself.
For now, I think the worst is over....
Later!!!
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2 comments:
Yes, sigh. What a time of it for sure. That hanging thing, you really oughtn't have mentioned it. I am SO trying to get that image out of my head. YUK! Thank god it didn't fall off in your sleep! A serious choking hazard man.
Hmm. Somehow doesn't feel like it was a weekend does it?
Well, I cooked plenty of spaghetti with meat sauce, Kraft Dinner, Jonny cake, etc for Mr. That Dan Guy and bought lots of ice cream, pudding, chocolate, etc treats. Spoiled rotten really.
Glad you are on the mend Mr.
yay!!!!
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