After-math III.

My face is blue from bruising and has swollen even more than yesterday. I just want the swelling to go down and the throbbing pain of my gums to go away! It'd be nice to eat actual food instead of this blended soup business. My stomach is getting inevitably angrier by the day while I continue to deny myself all the yummy food stashed away in my house.

Wisdom teeth are much more of a nuisance than I originally thought they would be. I absolutely cannot wait until the swelling is gone then I don't ever have to worry about these stupid things ever again. It's probably not helping that I keep watching all these cooking shows on TV as well ... I'm so busy planning everything that I want to eat once this entire ordeal is over.

Well, there's one way to torture me, I guess: withhold food from me for however many days ... weeks!?

[sigh]

For now, I'll just have to content myself with corn soup, fresh juice, jello, and water.

(subtleties.)

After-math II: Pictures.

I look absolutely miserable because I can't open my jaw at all, I can't smile, I can't frown very much either ... I miss my face!





Don't we look alike?!

After-math Part II

It is the day after my operation and my face has swollen to twice the size it was yesterday. I actually look like my "fat cheeks" emoticon on MSN ... it's kind of depressing. My face feels so bottom-heavy! Ughhhh.

D:

After-math.

So, I got my wisdom teeth out this morning ... It's not as bad as I thought it would be. Although I did spend a really long time in the recovery room, apparently I bled quite a bit and I was really dizzy and nauseous every time I woke up. I also had to wear an eye patch on my left eye because everything was fuzzy. Fantastic, right? The doctors and nurses were discussing how pale I looked and I think the surgeon even dropped by to tell me I would have some discoloration/bruising but I was so determined and antsy to go home so I forced myself to feel better *lol* I think part of my motivation was because I was jealous of the guy that came into the recovery room and only had to stay for 30 minutes while I was there for 2 hours.

All I remember is lying down, being covered in a nice warm blanket, and discussing Stolen Babies (one of my favourite bands) with the nurse(?) because she was curious about my t-shirt. Then the anesthesiologist came in and asked me "How was breakfast?" to which he told me I had really expressive eyes and should go into theatre. I told him I couldn't act very well and my surgeon said that that would be a bit of a problem. Then I passed out and woke up 1.5 hours later in the recovery room ... it was great. =)

I got home and had to change the gauze, so I was in the kitchen with my mom (without a mirror) and tried to reach into my mouth to take out the old stuff and ended up grabbing my lower lip which happened to be REALLY swollen and numb. So I grabbed it and said "What the hell is this?!" it was the strangest thing ... then I tried to take my medicine and drink some juice but I discovered that my mouth wouldn't close because it was still frozen and not because of the gauze in my mouth. =\

After sleeping on the couch, my mouth can close fully, my lower lip is still a bit swollen, the bleeding has stopped, but my cheeks are a bit swollen as well. Though, I do look almost normal: my face isn't as swollen as I thought it would be =)

Please excuse the fact that I only have a swipe of eyeliner on (I needed to make myself at least a bit presentable before taking a pic of my swollen-ness ;) )





Like my shirt? ;)

Edit (9:38 pm): I'm WAY more swollen now ... >< Maybe another pic tomorrow.