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There's a new entry up - all about my wisdom teeth removal, birthday plans, and a hysterical note that Marie left for us last night to find this morning.
- posted by Laura @ 10:43 AM

 
Torture, much?

I'm in a meeting in which we are working through lunch. Everyone is bringing their lunches into the conference room - turkey sandwiches and burgers and whatnot. My menu? Yogurt and chocolate milk.

::sob::
- posted by Laura @ 11:37 AM

 
Gah

I have the most God-awful taste in my mouth right now. I went in for a check-up this morning to see how the HOLES IN MY HEAD are healing, and turns out I have dry socket (hmm... here's a delightful and entertaining site all about the condition, if you're curious). Just like I was afraid of - and Calvin was teasing me about "looking for something to worry about". Hah! Who's right now, huh? Um, so, yeah. So I get to wear this dressing packed into the holes (and wasn't THAT fun, to have the dude poking packing material into the sensitive HOLES IN MY HEAD). It stays in all the time, and I get it changed out every other day for the next two weeks.

Isn't that special.

The dressing tastes like pure, unadulterated shit (or so I assume, having never partaken of shit, myself). And, delightfully, transfers the taste to any food or beverage item I may (attempt to) partake of. Which ain't much, let me tell you. I can't open my mouth very wide, and the HOLES IN MY HEAD prohibit me from any kind of chewing or the consumption of foodstuffs that "generate a lot of debris". I've been living off of pudding, Jell-O, yogurt, scrambled eggs, baked potatoes, sherbet, and ginger ale since last Friday.

What ticks me off is that all the various websites that I researched in order to understand how to recuperate from wisdom-teeth removal, well, they all contradict. Some say it's okay to use Advil and Tylenol, but swear off of aspirin. Others (including my doctor) say the exact opposite - take nothing BUT aspirin, because the other stuff will "encourage the development of dry socket" (well, fuck load of good following THAT instruction did me, huh?). Some say that a dressing pack is the only way to cure dry socket (again, like my doctor), others say that it's the absolutely worst thing you could do. Some say to only sip liquids through a straw, others say that straws are anathema and could "dislodge the blood clot" (yum!). Some say to use ice packs to reduce the swelling, some say moist heat, some say both.

What a friggin' nightmare.

Of course, I could just be grumpy because I'm so damned hungry. My kingdom for a cheeseburger. Or rather, my kingdom to FEEL like I could and want to eat a cheeseburger. Because dude, when you have dry socket and a dressing that tastes like shit stuck in your mouth, you really don't feel like eating.

I've lost, like, five pounds, though. So, woo.


- posted by Laura @ 2:55 PM

 
Mumble

I made it. I hurt, but I made it. And I'm at work, suffering my way through that all-day meeting I mentioned. I don't know how much I'm going to absorb - my brain's still pretty foggy - but at least I'm here. And looking like a "killer chipmunk from hell", according to one co-worker.

Heh. Ow.
- posted by Laura @ 10:41 AM