I’m puffy and sore, I can’t bite anything for the next four weeks and I can’t have any chips until March (sob), but I think at the end of all this I will have a healthier and better looking set of gums, so I’m still calling it worthwhile. The surgery actually went great, even better than he expected, and Chris took the day off to handle things around here so I could lie down with a drool cloth and try to rest. I’m really glad I used donor tissue — I can’t imagine recovering from this while also having a hole in the top of my mouth. As it is, eating is a pain cause all my food has to be cut up into chewable pieces and I can’t have anything salty or spicy. Call it a new diet plan, I guess.

Three days down, 25 to go…