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A Weekend of Wii (and Some Other Stuff)

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We hit the road last weekend for a quick trip to Kamloops. En route we stopped at the Vernon science centre, which had a special exhibit from the Canadian Space Agency — I thought I might expire of boredom, but everyone else had fun. When we made it to Kamloops, we had drinks with Dave (Tanya was napping) and then took the kids sledding on a huge hill at a nearby school. That same school also had a funky playground with a teeter-totter that strongly resembled one of those railroad cars that two guys would pump by hand. Dave and Chris got on there and I almost passed out from laughing too hard. Awesome.

Then it was back to Dave’s to play for a bit (Brayden played with his Angry Birds stuffies and the cardboard ship from his pirate pak lunch at White Spot; Justin played actual Angry Birds on Tanya’s computer). Supper was hamburgers, which everyone enjoyed (even if I had to cut mine up into small pieces…argh), and then they played Wii until bedtime. The boys even had a bath together — they were stoked about the chance to splash, since our tub at home has no shower curtain/door and this one did. Once they were tucked in for the night Chris and I had a chance to drink and play games with other adults, so that was awesome.  (The boys went to sleep pretty well but were awake for a while in the night…c’est la vie, I guess.)

After a good breakfast the next morning, we played more Wii, went mini golfing, played some arcade games and mooched some lunch off of Dave at Denny’s. Then we went back to the house for a couple more hours of Wii before heading home. An awesome weekend.

I’m on day 30 of not being able to bite anything, and with 26 more days to go (not that I’m counting). It’s exactly as annoying as it sounds. Even the friend who referred me to this dentist (and who also had a gum graft, although not as extensive as mine) is surprised that it’s taking this long. Two straight months of having to mince all my food — this better be worth it.

Why People Hate Dentists

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I didn’t get the stitches out on Monday. He raved about how quickly my gums are healing, and how well the tissue is taking, and what an amazing job I’ve been doing taking care of the graft…and then he said he was going to leave the stitches in for one more week just to be sure. When I shared this news, the first words out of both my mom’s and Chris’s mouths were, “Did you bite him?”

(Because of course I did bite my orthodontist when he’d promised me he would remove the braces I’d been wearing for two years, and then decided to wait another month. But I was 13. C’mon. The guy really should’ve seen that coming.)

I might have been tempted, but I’ve been unable to bite anything for the last 17 days. And apparently it’ll be at least another month before I’ll be able to use (or brush!) my bottom front teeth.

I suppose the good news is that he gave me the OK to eat anything I want so long as I don’t have to bite it (so at least I can have salt, spice and vinegar again).  But I am so sick of having to mince everything I eat. I have not had a raw carrot in over two weeks. The first thing I’m going to do when this is all over is wolf down a pizza and a bag of chips.

Sigh…

Wild Times

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This is day 10 of not being able to eat properly. I get my stitches out on Monday and as far as I’m concerned that moment can’t come soon enough — the stitches seem to be coming out anyway, and there’s a piece behind my teeth that I can play with using my tongue, and the whole thing is driving me crazy. Argh.

The boys had a couple friends over today for a play date, and it was a bit of a wild time. Justin got up at 5 a.m. and hardly touched his lunch, so he was going loopy from fatigue and hunger, and doing all the things we’ve been working on not doing: being bossy with his friends, asking the same question over and over, not engaging with the group and wanting to play computer/do his homework/listen to his iPod (basically anything to be by himself)…sigh. He perked up a bit after a snack, but it was far from his best performance. Oh, well.

The big news this week was that I signed Brayden up for kindergarten. He was so excited about it that he shared the news with his preschool teacher — and with his best friend, who’s a year younger and still has another year of preschool. The friend burst into tears. It’s really unfortunate that those two will never be in the same class again. But such is life.

We have dinner with our Asperger parent group tomorrow (we’ll see if I can actually eat anything on the menu), we’re planning to take the kids to the science centre in Vernon on Saturday, and Saturday night is autism moms at a friend’s house. It should be a good weekend.

Happy Groundhog Day!