Psssst...my mouth hurts.
Jason and I have decided that going forward I will let him know either via phone message or written note at home if I am going to be gone. That way if I disappear without notice it will be okay to send out the calvary.
He's not angry with me. He has been taking care of me over the weekend...making sure I have slurpees (with a spoon) and soup, pain medication and blanket.
Not sure if anyone is aware of this but my mouth hurts.
There is a lot more of that throbbing feeling this time. Perhaps because it is an incision above an incision all along my upper gum. There are way more stitches and they are closer to where my lip and gum meet. There is a lot of bruising on my gums also. Where the denture ends at the back of my gums there are little blisters where it has pinched my skin. I go back on Tuesday to get checked and maybe get the stitches out. They relined the inside of the denture which is made with acrylic and tastes like nail polish remover. That flavor, luckily, lasts for a few days.
Emotionally I am depressed. No I am not suicidal. I am just down. Sad. Weepy. I am not going to drive off a cliff. I just want to stay curled up in bed for a while. Have I mentioned that I'm in pain? Just checking.
Jason took a couple of pictures of my mouth to give a sample look of what is going on in there. Enjoy. :)


Oh..honey. Ouch. Hey, remember when you couldn't have anything cold?? Slurpee Heaven!! I love you.
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