Oral surgery and food

OK, so I know I have zero right to complain about this. I mean, I've done better than many of my friends who've had wisdom teeth cut out. After the first day, I've not taken anything stronger than aspirin.

But, honestly, I think my speedy recovery has made it worse.

I'm stuck eating mashed potatoes and/or mac and cheese and/or scrambled eggs for every meal. But since I'm not in any physical pain, my brain is telling me "Hey, let's get a burger. Or some chips and salsa."

I know my mouth isn't ready for that sort of thing yet. And I honestly think if I was in pain (or any sort of major discomfort at all), I'd not be having these cravings for food I can't have.

I've been reading quite a bit about my options for replacing the freaky teeth. Looks like I'll go with a bridge, instead of an implant. The idea of somebody shooting a stainless steel screw into my jaw freaks me out. And that's what they do with the implant. Shoot a screw into the jaw, then attach a fake tooth the part of the screw sticking out of the gum.

Man, there's nothing on TV during the week

If it wasn't for Law & Order reruns, there would be nothing on TV this afternoon.

Oral surgery went well. I'm not even taking pain meds today ... because I'm tough. No really, there's not been much pain at all after the first few hours.

Oral surgery

On Wednesday, I'm having oral surgery.

Seems my childhood dentist left my two lower wisdom teeth in my mouth and they have to come out.

Also, I still have two primary teeth. That's right, I still have two molars from my childhood. Jen calls them my "freaky teeth" because, well, they look freaky.

The whole process has hacked me off at my childhood dentist and orthodonist. I had freakin' braces as a teenager. Why would you put braces on baby teeth? Why wouldn't you just pull them? And as for the wisdom teeth, my oral surgeon said my childhood dentist probably left them because the bottom ones are much more difficult to extract than the uppers.

I just had what will likely be my last solid food for the next few days - a kicken chicken salad from Goodson's. It's basically buffalo chicken atop a salad. A couple of months ago, I suggested to Mark Goodson, the owner, that they should put it on the menu. He said "All you have to do is ask and we'll make it for you." Next time I went in, it was on the menu ... along with a note that "Local sports editor Scott Faldon suggested this menu item." Good stuff, try next time you're in there.

Anyway, I'm sure Jen will have the camera out once I'm back home. I'm sure she'll want to document the chipmunk cheeks I'll have after this procedure. And I'll be too doped up to stop her.