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Since Damian asked: pics of the new teeth! Bonus inclusion of the view of the paralysis of my lower left lip and cheek area – hey, fuck you, cancer, you’ve had two tries at me and haven’t killed me yet! Excuse the ratty shirt, as this was a break during manual labor outside. . . . → Read More: Choppers We’re on week two (just over, to be technical) with the new fake teeth after having the rest ripped out. In the beginning, it was very, very painful, but as the gums healed, I got my sutures out, and we’ve had some adjustments on the dentures, they’re getting more comfortable. I won’t say completely comfortable, . . . → Read More: Life with teeth Surgery was a success, although I wound up staying overnight in order to get my uncontrolled puking (from the blood swallowed during surgery, primarily, along with general pain) under control. They also wanted to make sure I was taking liquids orally. I finally got to see my face today. Wow. One of the doctors said . . . → Read More: Sliced and diced Guess who has some potential good news about getting their jaws pried apart? Me. After waiting three weeks to get an appointment with the original ENT who did my surgery, and then waiting an hour and a half past my appointment time to see him today, we talked to him about options to do something . . . → Read More: Chasing possibility Such as it is – or isn’t. We had a couple of days of lows in the 20s, but that’s what passes for winter here. Today, we maxed out at 88 in the sun in the front garden. Each year is getting hotter than the last, and still people deny that global warming is an . . . → Read More: Winter Of the mouth, that is. We visited with a new ENT who examined me for the first time, and I have to say that sometimes it’s nice to get some fresh eyes on things – someone who is not completely familiar with my long, oddball history with oral cancer and the aftereffects. He thinks the . . . → Read More: The quest for an opening “Or arm th’ obdured breast/With stubborn patience as with triple steel.” Milton, Paradise Lost And why do I have to remind myself of patience? Because the ENT was not available today (surgery is my guess), and my appointment was rescheduled for Tuesday. Yesterday was a crappy day anyway, as I’d spent the late night Wednesday/into . . . → Read More: Waiting One of the things I’ve talked about before was the lack of emphasis by all the medical folks on maintaining the opening of my mouth during treatment. They were (and are) all wonderful people, and I wish this part of things had been addressed before it got to this point. After nine months of eating . . . → Read More: Potential solutions Last Friday, I had a tooth pulled. To be more precise, ANOTHER tooth pulled. It was the last tooth in my head that had, as yet, not had any work done on it. From the outside, it looked perfect: no cracks, no decay showing, and only a bit crooked in my mouth from the effects . . . → Read More: Snip snip I’m aiming for another 40′ of cuke seed into one of the frames I converted previously from wood to steel. We’ve been having rain every day for the past four or five days. Not a ton, but anywhere from a quarter to a half inch each day. In and of itself: good. As it relates . . . → Read More: A new season |
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