I slept reasonably well, but every time I woke up I was thinking about my mouth. If I have to have another operation, can it wait until Thursday? What do I do in the meantime? Questions, questions. I just hope I don't have to do it again. The roof of my mouth is just about healed. All might have been so rosy by now.
Joey's sleeping, starting to wake. I have almost got my bag and his packed for the trip. I feel a bit headachey, not too awful, doesn't seem ominous.