under the knife, part 2

The gum surgery of April was finally completed (hopefully) today. I had a wee little hole in my gum where the old gum and the new transplanted gum refused to become best friends, thus resulting in potential long-term problems if it wasn't dealt with. I had to wait for the gum to finish healing and then could go back for the repair. Today was the day.

I tend to avoid watching what dentists do to my mouth because I find it a little disgusting, especially watching the tongue move around to try to avoid mouth apparatuses in the reflection on the dentist's glasses. They gave me some dark sunglasses to protect me from the spotlight shining into my mouth, but I close my eyes for these sorts of long procedures anyway. I don't like watching bloody things removed from my mouth.

This wasn't as bad as last time, thankfully. He just sliced my gum a little bit, slid it up, and sutured the crap out of that area. It felt like he put 8 or 9 sutures in, but I can't really tell because it's covered by a liquid bandage. There's an annoying end poking into my tongue, but I'll just have to deal with that for 2 weeks.

What I'm most happy about is that, as of right now, most of the freezing is gone and I don't have any significant pain. But I still have to follow post-op procedures and rest for the rest of the day and stick to foods that aren't fun nor solid, which basically leaves liquids. Cold liquids. Yay.

Now I just have to see if my now-expired extended benefits plans will try to screw me out of paying for the initial procedure. And maybe eat some ice cream.