Tuesday, November 4, 2014

ice cream ...

I can have ice cream.  And ice cream.  And more ice cream.  Normally this would be a great thing to hear your doctor tell you but with a huge gaping hole in my mouth, sensitive to all things cold and hot, I DO NOT WANT ICE CREAM.

I do not want the soft food that I'm ordered to eat.  I do not want the chicken broth Rick bought for me.  And I really don't want the mashed potatoes that drove to KFC for.  Yes it was a nice gesture, but ...

I want my tooth back.  I've changed my mind.  Cracked or not, I miss it and would rather have THAT pain then THIS pain.

Sigh.  Rocky road anyone?


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