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7:56pm February 26, 2013

➸ felis corvus: YAY no more mouth stitches!

feliscorvus:

youneedacat:

feliscorvus:

I got the crown lengthening stitches removed this morning. OMG I am so happy not to have strings in my gums anymore. (Sometimes they use dissolving stitches but they didn’t with me, so I had to get them out the old-fashioned way). The periodontist also checked out the site and said everything is…

Yay that sounds really good. I’ve been thinking about you, even when I was delirious and stuff. Pretty much all the time that I could actually think. (You’d likely know when that was and wasn’t better than I would, knowing you.) I hope everything goes okay.

Just remember that oral surgery is surgery and is serious. And allow your boyfriend to overprotect you as much as he wants to because you always underprotect yourself and he’ll balance you out. I know the worst of it is over but I still worry.

Yeah, I am definitely of the impression that what I had done was “serious enough to merit way more taking it easy than I initially presumed”. I wish the dentist people hadn’t been so heck-bent on reassuring me of how “minor” it was. That made it hard to acknowledge how crappy I felt afterward and also made me feel guilty for not “bouncing back” as fast as I thought I should. Which is ridiculous, of course, but I know you have the exact same brain glitch as me here so you get what I mean. Hopefully someday we will both get over that nonsense if we keep reminding each other that it’s nonsense.

Oh and Matt has definitely been very attentive to stuff, up to and including telling me things like “you’re overheating, you might want to take your sweater off” and bringing me water and prompting me to drink all of it. It is amazing to me that he just DOES stuff like that, without there being any weirdness or “you’re not a real adult if you need help with this” attached to it. I wish that sort of thing were the rule in getting help when disabled, regardless of relationship to the person.

Also, now…after a full day of no-stitches, I can say that there was definitely some kind of “background weirdness” being caused by the mere fact of them being in all that time. Because once they were out it was like something in my brain or nervous system overall “settled back into place”. When they were in, it was as if my “squick threshold” had dropped to ridiculous levels. I mean I am probably more squeamish than average about certain things normally, but the squick response I was having even to random crap like “people in my vicinity talking about eye surgery” was at a level that made me pretty self-conscious. And so far since being un-stitched I am finding myself far less wigged out by such things.

OMG I know just what you mean about the squick threshold. I was experiencing that in the hospital. I had a roommate with COPD and pneumonia, and listening to her cough kept making me nauseated just because my nausea was heightened and coughing that badly makes me nauseated and I don’t know it was like so many body horror things that normally don’t faze me were making me feel awful and yeah. Can’t describe because tired but know what you mean.