is scheduled for today at 1:00. I'm going to get that cracked tooth taken out. Finally. I've been holding off until the hernia surgery was over but I had my follow-up this morning and it's all systems go for tooth liberation!
Under intense I.V. sedation, of course. I'm a bigger wussy than the average bear and I have friends in high places with the good drugs. No WAY am I gonna be awake for this. Uh-uh. Nope. Not gonna happen.
I guess it won't be the LAST surgery, technically, because in a few months they have to go back in and place an implant but that shouldn't be as bad. But I'll be sedated for that too, mark my words. Hey, that's what God invented Versed FOR, people. Wussies like me.
Please pray for Glynn (not me) that he makes it through this okay. I can be kind of a troll (attitude, not smell, thank you very much) when I'm not feeling good. (psst...this is where you interject with a Really, Jodie? I never noticed! You're all sweetness and light ALL the time! I can't imagine you being unpleasant!)
On the plus side, this means I get ice cream for dinner.
Oh, one other update for the family....I FINALLY have a functional cell phone, you all have the number if you need to reach me. Glynn upgraded me to an IPhone with a pink case that I promptly blinged out with stick-on rhinestones. To match my fingernails. (I KNOW I'm an 11-year old at heart, let go of it already).
I'm currently sitting in my office while Glynn does my job. I still technically on convalescent leave and I intend to milk it for as long as I can.
Expect more updates later....after Glynn runs screaming from the house in complete frustration. Really, he should be canonized for putting up with me.
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