Yesterday I had my face ripped apart:
I had my two bottom wisdom teeth extracted. Everything went fine, and though I’m pretty sure I woke up for a second or two and saw the doctor with his hands in my mouth, I didn’t go Total Recall on them and start kicking their asses.
Recovery has been going well. I ditched the narcotic pain meds this morning, and ate solid food for lunch and supper. One of the benefits of being (mostly) healthy is I had no after effects from the anesthetic or the surgery beyond the pain and swelling, and things have gone well.
I took an extra day off work to rest and heal, but that didn’t stop my co-workers from pestering me. I spent the day at the keyboard anyway, which is good, but didn’t make as much progress as I’d hoped. I’ll take it, though. Need to keep on rolling, keep punching those keys. I revisited my Exit Strategy and saw I’m not as far behind as I feared, but I’ve got a workload ahead of me that I need to keep chipping away at.
Onward and upward.