surgery tomorrow

I am both relieved to just have it over with and dreading the healing process at the same time.  I have been preparing myself for this surgery for over a year, but to have a consult and the specialist to want to do the surgery two days later was a little daunting.  My mouth is going to be a mess of stitches and cuts and wire, and then possibly braces at the end of all of this magical little rainbow.  But at least it will be over.  I never thought when I got my tongue pierced at 17 that it would cost me thousands later in life.  While I am sure that I could have been diligent when I knew something was wrong, I can't change it now.  So bone and tissue grafts tomorrow.  Thank God it's only in one spot and not my whole mouth.

So I am nervous - I don't do well with anesthesia, or coming out of it - and Jerod is going to be home with me on Wednesday when the evil kicks in after I wake up.  Couldn't have picked a better victim.

We will see how the magic of vicodin works for me.  Apologies in advance if I drug text you. :)

Here is to celebrating my new lisp from the wire holding my teeth in place as a pre-surgery precaution...