Left Jaw Pain 0/10
Right Jaw Pain: 0/10
Hip Pain: 0/10
Inconvenience factor: 5/10
Week 11 already?!?!?! "But what happened to Week 10 Young Lady" I hear you ask!?
If I am honest, last week I was thoroughly fed up! Supremely frustrated, annoyed, down in the dumps, grumpy bearing and absolutely not in the right frame of mind for blogging anything worth reading......unless you like self indulged, whiny emo-ness!
My wallowing centred on my uneven bottom jaw and the resultant ineffectual chewing I am still plagued by, my continued inability to bite, the numbness, the aching teeth, the ulcers, the constant pins and needles in my face, the stupid bits of bone in my cheeks that refuse to flatten - all of which I had assumed would be back to normal by now. On top of that my inability to run and the dissolution of my previously great fitness base continues to plague me - how am I going to train for and run an Ultramarathon in 2013, if I can't even jog for 20mins at Grandpa pace? (All this leads to the inconvenience factor of 5! I'm definitely ready for life to be approaching normal again!)
So esssentially, you know, all the same old crap I've been banging on about for weeks now and you're probably sick to death of hearing!....Oh...AND on top of all that my goldfish got sick and died! Poor Miss Maggie! :(
And then there is the small matter of my newly acquired wonky smile that I noticed for the first time last week! I freaked out a little bit and since then I have become completely paranoid about smiling. What am I on about? Check this photo out:
I used to have a fantastic smile....
Now I have that twisted mess up there.....HONESTLY WHAT IS THAT?
It looks like a cross between a grimace and a really bad Groucho Marx impression.
So now, to smile with some sort of symmetry, I have to concentrate really hard and consciously 'pull' down the right side of my lip!
Hard work and annoying!
This may go part way to explaining my grumpy moods. You don't have to smile when you are grumpy! Life is easier for me this way! :)
A few people have asked me in the past 2 weeks whether it has all been worth it? After some serious pondering of this question, I would have to say, at this point of my recovery....my answer is no, it has not been worth it!!!
Not yet anyway. Hopefully, in time, it will be (please let that be true). But at the moment, I am no better off, in fact I am worse off in terms of my ability to eat, which was, after all, the whole point! Plus, there is the plethora of other things that have and do compromise my quality of life and all the little things yet to resolve themselves that bug me everyday. So, ask me again in a month and hopefully I can answer differently!
One step in the right direction at least this week, was that I managed to complete a slow 20 min jog without stopping or needing medical attention at the end of it! Hooray! There is hope!!!!
Week 11 already?!?!?! "But what happened to Week 10 Young Lady" I hear you ask!?
If I am honest, last week I was thoroughly fed up! Supremely frustrated, annoyed, down in the dumps, grumpy bearing and absolutely not in the right frame of mind for blogging anything worth reading......unless you like self indulged, whiny emo-ness!
My wallowing centred on my uneven bottom jaw and the resultant ineffectual chewing I am still plagued by, my continued inability to bite, the numbness, the aching teeth, the ulcers, the constant pins and needles in my face, the stupid bits of bone in my cheeks that refuse to flatten - all of which I had assumed would be back to normal by now. On top of that my inability to run and the dissolution of my previously great fitness base continues to plague me - how am I going to train for and run an Ultramarathon in 2013, if I can't even jog for 20mins at Grandpa pace? (All this leads to the inconvenience factor of 5! I'm definitely ready for life to be approaching normal again!)
So esssentially, you know, all the same old crap I've been banging on about for weeks now and you're probably sick to death of hearing!....Oh...AND on top of all that my goldfish got sick and died! Poor Miss Maggie! :(
And then there is the small matter of my newly acquired wonky smile that I noticed for the first time last week! I freaked out a little bit and since then I have become completely paranoid about smiling. What am I on about? Check this photo out:
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| >THIS< is what happens when I don't concentrate on smiling and just smile!!!!!!!! |
I used to have a fantastic smile....
Now I have that twisted mess up there.....HONESTLY WHAT IS THAT?
It looks like a cross between a grimace and a really bad Groucho Marx impression.
So now, to smile with some sort of symmetry, I have to concentrate really hard and consciously 'pull' down the right side of my lip!
Hard work and annoying!
This may go part way to explaining my grumpy moods. You don't have to smile when you are grumpy! Life is easier for me this way! :)
A few people have asked me in the past 2 weeks whether it has all been worth it? After some serious pondering of this question, I would have to say, at this point of my recovery....my answer is no, it has not been worth it!!!
Not yet anyway. Hopefully, in time, it will be (please let that be true). But at the moment, I am no better off, in fact I am worse off in terms of my ability to eat, which was, after all, the whole point! Plus, there is the plethora of other things that have and do compromise my quality of life and all the little things yet to resolve themselves that bug me everyday. So, ask me again in a month and hopefully I can answer differently!
One step in the right direction at least this week, was that I managed to complete a slow 20 min jog without stopping or needing medical attention at the end of it! Hooray! There is hope!!!!
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