Sent this to a friend while in the car-- silly. My dad won't let me drive because if I get pulled over I won't be able to defend myself!
Because it's been three weeks, here are some progress pics:
My swelling's nearly gone from my cheeks (it's there on the right) but it's still around my lip area. It's not that visible from these pictures.
When I bite down, I feel as if my teeth touch more on the left side than the right. I'm not sure if I'm imagining it or not, but it's something I'm going to bring up with my surgeon when I finally see him!
I also jogged a little for the first time since surgery, which felt amazing. My legs had been withering away from underuse, my muscles were aching, and I've been very lethargic. Because I can't vent air from my mouth, I have refrained from exercising too strenuously. Regardless, it's so important to try to move those muscles during recovery! I'm embarrassed at how out of shape I must be, it's gonna be hell working myself up for track season again!
I know I keep saying this over and over, but I miss food. So, so very much. I had never been one for fine dining in my pre-surgery life. On the contrary, I ate very little, taking only what I needed to satisfy hunger and then not caring to finish the rest. Food was never at the forefront of my priorities; rather, it always lingered in the background somewhere as a boring necessity. Now food is all I think about-- maybe I'll develop an interest in cooking or something after all this! Oh, what I would give to bury my teeth in a soft, savory, sweet turkey burger right now. My stomach is audibly groaning at the thought! Someday we'll be together again, food my love. Someday.
I know I keep saying this over and over, but I miss food. So, so very much. I had never been one for fine dining in my pre-surgery life. On the contrary, I ate very little, taking only what I needed to satisfy hunger and then not caring to finish the rest. Food was never at the forefront of my priorities; rather, it always lingered in the background somewhere as a boring necessity. Now food is all I think about-- maybe I'll develop an interest in cooking or something after all this! Oh, what I would give to bury my teeth in a soft, savory, sweet turkey burger right now. My stomach is audibly groaning at the thought! Someday we'll be together again, food my love. Someday.
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