P is for PAIN.

There are two things in life I don't do well, one is change and the other is pain. My pain tolerance is nada.

That said, I made it through my first frenectomy all by myself! With no tears!



The picture really doesn't do it justice. I have a large hole all the way down to my chin bone right in the middle, and there are a few whitish stitches which are obstructing it in the picture. But I am quite proud of myself, and although my diet consists of mashed potatoes, mac n cheese and jello, I am doing alright. I would be lying if i said it was pain free, but the pain has been manageable. So first surgery is checked off the list, one more to go...