First Chels...yup, I had oral surgery yesterday. I'm pretty sore and swollen and such but it's not too bad. They had to poke me three times before they got the IV to work. Poor Dr Steve Holm was feeling really bad that he didn't get it the work the first time. He kept saying "I'm so sorry! You are NOT a pin cushion. Poor guy, I was fine. Dad gave me a blessing yesterday before the surgery and he blessed me that everything would go perfectly and that my body would heal well and that I would be my calm and happy self. So, of course, that's exactly how it went. I even remember once during the surgery he said "That's perfect! We need to take a picture." And I said something like "Nah that's okay we don't need pictures."
The doctor even came by to check on me on his way home from work. He's such a nice, genuinly concerned guy. He said he's coming today to check on me too. The spot in the picture was a little purple and that concerned him. Purple means it is either bruising or there's not enough blood reaching the area. If there is not enough blood he said it won't heal correctly. But Dr. Steve said it looks okay for now and today it isn't as purple. So yup, just as the blessing said I'm healing great.
Speaking of healing we are all rooting for the new addition to our family. The diddle ditty we found in da dack dard under da deck (as Halle would say!). It is so little and sweet we are all in love...including Grandpa. He's the little mommy.
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