Survival
Whee, I survived yesterday's oral surgery. :D I'm having a lot easier time of it than I expected, remembering how Eric was stupid-groggy for quite a while, but it took three and a half hours to cut his wisdom teeth out whereas it only took ten to pull mine. So I had considerably less anesthetic percolating through my system. I pretty much slept all yesterday, thanks to the Loratab, which doesn't have me drop-dead tired but does make keeping my eyes closed an awesome idea. :) Right now it feels like most of the pain in my mouth is gone, but I still feel rather loopy so I might not stay on the computer long. (This is actually my second attempt of the day.)
I kept all four teeth, and looking at the one that decided to break on me, I have to wonder why I wasn't in constant agony because the damn thing is missing a chunk straight down to the root line. It be oogly.
Also, Neville Longbottom is my boyfriend. (And I just tried to spell that "goyfriend". Yup, I'm loopy alright...)
I kept all four teeth, and looking at the one that decided to break on me, I have to wonder why I wasn't in constant agony because the damn thing is missing a chunk straight down to the root line. It be oogly.
Also, Neville Longbottom is my boyfriend. (And I just tried to spell that "goyfriend". Yup, I'm loopy alright...)