I'm still alive, despite drooling blood.
I didn't have to go into work Friday morning, so I slept in and dawdled until it was time to head over to the oral surgeon's. Getting the teeth out didn't take long at all. The doctor injected my gums in about nine different places, waited for the novocaine to take effect, then went in with his pliers. Each tooth came out easily and all in one piece. With the gauze shoved in my chipmunks, I really did look like a chipmunk for awhile. I waited in the car while my mom went into the pharmacy and filled my prescription for Tylenol with Codeine. While waiting in the car, I just started drooling blood on myself. Didn't even realize it until I saw it dripping onto my clothes. Fun.
I should've relaxed most of the day and Saturday, but my sister and niece were visiting and I wanted to be semi-social. So, Friday night I went out with them to Red Robin. I got a vanilla milkshake and some New England clam chowder soup. The next day I went out with them again to Friendly's and got a vanilla milkshake and some New England clam chowder. Hm. A pattern?
I'd say the mouth generally was healing well. Only the right side was sore this morning and 2 Aleve handled that. But, I had severe, severe nausea last night and this morning. Bad enough to make me momentarily feel sorry every time I've made Sam sick. It seems to be gone now and I've handled some yogurt, tomato soup, and mac and cheese, but I'm still taking it easy today. I'm not even out of my pajamas.
I got out of bed around noon and watched an hour of the LAA vs. Boston game (baseball) before switching to the Eagles (football.) The Birds beat Tampa Bay 33-14. Yay! And the Angels eliminated Boston after scoring 3 runs in the top of the ninth. The Phillies game yesterday was postponed due to bad weather in Colorado (snowstorms and freezing temperatures!) So, Game 3 of their series versus the Rockies is tonight at 10pm. It's tied 1-1, so I'd be really happy if the Phils won tonight and very unhappy if they didn't. At least I'll be conscious enough tonight to stay up for the game.
Oh, and Harry graduated! Next week he starts Intermediate obedience. Right now he's sleeping in the hall.
I probably won't do anything productive today. Except maybe eat pudding. I like pudding.
I should've relaxed most of the day and Saturday, but my sister and niece were visiting and I wanted to be semi-social. So, Friday night I went out with them to Red Robin. I got a vanilla milkshake and some New England clam chowder soup. The next day I went out with them again to Friendly's and got a vanilla milkshake and some New England clam chowder. Hm. A pattern?
I'd say the mouth generally was healing well. Only the right side was sore this morning and 2 Aleve handled that. But, I had severe, severe nausea last night and this morning. Bad enough to make me momentarily feel sorry every time I've made Sam sick. It seems to be gone now and I've handled some yogurt, tomato soup, and mac and cheese, but I'm still taking it easy today. I'm not even out of my pajamas.
I got out of bed around noon and watched an hour of the LAA vs. Boston game (baseball) before switching to the Eagles (football.) The Birds beat Tampa Bay 33-14. Yay! And the Angels eliminated Boston after scoring 3 runs in the top of the ninth. The Phillies game yesterday was postponed due to bad weather in Colorado (snowstorms and freezing temperatures!) So, Game 3 of their series versus the Rockies is tonight at 10pm. It's tied 1-1, so I'd be really happy if the Phils won tonight and very unhappy if they didn't. At least I'll be conscious enough tonight to stay up for the game.
Oh, and Harry graduated! Next week he starts Intermediate obedience. Right now he's sleeping in the hall.
I probably won't do anything productive today. Except maybe eat pudding. I like pudding.