Day Four!!!

Hi all!! I brushed my teeth today!!!!!!! So excited about that. Well, excited that I could actually open my lips, mostly. I have to brush twice a day, and when I mean brush, I mean opening my lips, taking a Sesame Street baby toothbrush and ONLY going over the top of the braces that are visible. Pretty intense. I also have to rinse with some kind of muddy-brown-water-looking stuff. I used this before when I first got braces to help with inflammation. Let's just say, if they are going to clear up this "inflammation" on my face with this little bottle of rinse, we are going to have to call in for backup!!!

Mammaw was a darling and sent a huge assortment of juices, yogurts, and children's smoothies--which are DELISH. Mike made me an "orange julius" (vanilla ice cream & orange juice) this morning. Have I mentioned how fabulous he's been?! While I was in the hospital I tried to force down chicken broth so I'm getting ready to down some tomato soup. Keep in mind that I normally like my Campbell's loaded with pepper and a big ol' grilled cheese. If Mike can make it taste that good in a syringe, I'll marry him all over again.

After eating all this good stuff, I wanted to walk around outside earlier. In case you didn't know, we live by the ONLY cow pasture within South Hill town limits. And yes, since we both love animals, I've named all the cows I can recognize (there are about 7 that are all brown so I just go with the flow when I talk to them). It's like living beside the petting zoo when you walk over to the fence. They are really funny, actually. Don't think I'm just high from meds--I've been talking to our cows like pets since I moved in over here. You don't have to be insane only when you're on painkillers :) Mike escorted me to the fence and apparently I didn't look appealing enough for the cows because they just laid in their usual spots fighting off flies. I'm sure it's just because they didn't recognize me--not because I'm the annoying girl who talks to cows.

Anyway, after a long visit with Mama and Daddy, I took a nap and now I'm about to eat again. Thus the story of my life. I've been googling "jaw surgery recovery" pictures and am glad to see that in comparison to hundreds of others who've had this exact surgery, I seem to be doing remarkably well with the recovery. My face now seems like what most people look like on day 8 or 9. So even though I just about come to tears when I look at myself, I am extremely thankful for being healthy and having awesome "healing" genes. Cross your fingers I'll be able to open and talk by Thursday! Charades are getting pretty fun around here, though. I'm hopeful for a tournament to open possibly after Bingo on Wednesday nights. We could win some serious money with all this practice!!

Thanks for reading...I'll keep you posted!!