It all certainly *looks* a lot better. And I can open my mouth more when I speak, don't have to mumble and I can laugh without much pain.
It also feels non-threatened, like the stitches are not going to come loose. I worry less each day about that.
I suppose it is the curse of anyone who is musical to be unable to ignore music. I am plagued by the piped in music in stores and I choke when I hear…
Yesterday I went downtown three times. The first time I passed by the pasty place and decided to stop and get one. The second time was to pick up a…
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