I survived having teeth ripped from my head and survived having bone taken as a trophy (aka I survived the dentist) but this crap hurts so I’m going to stay warm and snuggle with M.J. for a little bit. The dentist has never, ever given me refills for anything, ever but this guy gave me a few refills. That should have been my first clue that its gonna hurt for a bit.
The day after surgery I was starving, absolutely starving. I was told by the torturer/ dentist that I need to eat soft foods. I complied. Here at home I plated up wonderfully pureed beef au jus beside baked zucchini and red potatoes. Baby food my $#%…… Gerber has nothing on me!
I have to go hug my little one now. I wonder if she has a secret blog about living with a temperamental, sarcastic artist who happens to be several people wrapped in one head? Really though, what complaints could she possible have about living with me? LOL I’ll leave that alone. LOL
Gotta go. Must snuggle.