Home. Tired. Stitched. And Ready to Cry.

The surgery went really well today. In case you missed it on the last post, I was scheduled for a biopsy on a recurrently blocked salivary gland on my soft palate and two skin grafts by which they take skin from my palate and graft it to two other areas in my mouth. Above two teeth that I brush too hard the gum had receded exposing the root of the tooth, which in turn caused sensitivity. So, the skin graft will cover the root and diminish the sensitivity. Basically, the doctor cut what looks like a trap door on my palate and removed skin from under the flap. Then he closed and sewed back up the flap and grafted the skin he extracted to the two sensitive areas. It took 3 hours, but those 3 Halcions I took for anxiety really helped. I think I even snoozed a few times during the procedure. For the next few days I'm going to be pill popping like crazy. Antibiotics, anti-inflammatories, and narcotic pain relievers should keep me feeling pretty good. I have stitches in 3 areas of my mouth, and until the first set gets taken out next week, I'm on a pretty soft diet. Hum.........what sounds good?

I just added the "ready to cry" part to my title. Please excuse my french here, but I am so freaking hungry. I tried to eat a yogurt and it just about did me in. Yes, it hurt THAT bad. This reminds me of when I had the twins. I couldn't eat for like 14 days (not really....it was like 12 hours) before the surgery and I was starving. Knowing that Thanksgiving was the next day and that I likely wouldn't be able to eat for another 2 days made it even worse. This is similar. I want to eat. My stomach is telling my mouth to shove something to eat in it. It's even growling loud enough for my ears to get the message. Yet. I. Can't. It hurts too bad. I'm trying to decide whether or not to cry. I'm leaning towards not. I'll try to buck up. I just hope my stomach gets the message. And soon.