Prepoceros

It’s been two weeks since the teeth came out, and things are almost back to normal inside my mouth. I stopped taking Advil three days ago when the pain had faded enough that I could ignore it most of the time.

Now nothing hurts (except sometimes my jaw, which doesn’t quite have its whole range of motion back) ; the problem is extricating all the bits of food that get stuck in front of the bottom sockets. It’s almost the same situation I had before the teeth were taken out—this is why they came out in the first place—but whereas before it was tooth-against-tooth and I could stick a fingernail in there and scrape out the debris, now it’s tooth-against-squishy-hole, providing many more places for scraps to hide.

The surgeon’s office gave me a syringe with a thin, curved tip to flush out the sockets. I was supposed to use it starting on day 4, which I did, but gingerly, as everything was still sore. Now that the oozing’s cleared up and the stitches have dissolved, I stick the tip of that thing right between tooth and squishy hole and blast away.

I was a little worried about aggravating my wounds at first, but it didn’t hurt, and the more I blasted, the more decaying food bits floated out, so I think it’s doing some good. Not to mention it’s DAMN SATISFYING. It’s like plucking hairs. Or pulling weeds. Have I told you how much I love pulling weeds? SO MUCH*.

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* No seriously. That wasn’t sarcastic. I could pull weeds all day. I will weed your garden for almost free, where almost free equals something like ice cream. Also where “weed” and “garden” have their normal grandma-safe meanings, and not some creepy ones you’ve just made up.

Tags: miscellany, wisdom teeth

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