Are you who you think you are???

Did you ever wonder if you weren't who you thought you were?

that maybe you didn't have the grit you used to?

or that your tolerance was diminishing from what it used to be?

I've had a few of those moments in the last 24 hours.

Last Thursday I had a dental procedure done (see previous post). I was doing pretty well, it wasn't anywhere near as bad as I had envisioned. Oh sure, I felt like someone had smacked me in the face but I guess I expected to feel like someone had smacked me even harder yet. So all in all not too bad.

Yesterday pain took on a whole new meaning!
I was taking 4 Advil every 3-4 hours and it was barely taking the edge off of it. By last night, I was about beside myself. So this morning, I call the oral surgeon and ask the question if this is what's it's supposed to be like? First they wanted me to take something stronger which they gave me a prescription for but I never filled. My disclaimer on that is, the stuff usually makes me really sick to my stomach. That particular side effect with stitches in my mouth? It wouldn't have been pretty. Enough said.
Then the nurse goes down the road of it's normal to feel this way 5 days out. That just didn't quite add up for me either when I hadn't had too much trouble up til this point.

After pressing a bit, they agreed I should come in this afternoon for my post-op instead of tomorrow. Off we go to the doctor to find out I have dry socket! Now I know that's not a good thing or anything to be happy about but there is some satisfaction in knowing it was "real pain" and I'm not being a weenie afterall!

So good news, I am ME! and I had "real pain" not baby pain! It sure is nice to know I haven't gotten soft in my old age, or at least not yet!

Hopefully with the stuff he gave me and a little time, I will be good as new and back at it soon.

I have Christmas decorating pictures to take and show you all but just haven't felt like it these last few days.
By the weekend I will snap and post, I promise!