Ugh!   I finally got my wisdom teeth out.  I've needed to for over two years and I just kept putting it off.  I was dreading the pain, the aggravation and the time off for this.  I was right.  My mouth is sore and my gums back there hurt.  I can't eat anything tougher than mashed potatoes and pudding or jell-o.  Of course it cost four hundred more than they had said originally.  And of course, it took longer and hurt more than they said, too.  They gave me pills to sedate me.  I was pretty well out of it for the rest of the day. 

I was too groggy to stand up and too sick to lie down.  I kept thinking I wanted to toss my cookies but I couldn't find any to toss.  Don't the dry heaves suck?  Luckily, they were only occasional and weren't too intense.  Mostly I just felt sick to my stomach and like a giant vise had clamped onto my jaw, and a big hammer was hitting my poor aching head.  Overall, at the end of the day, maybe it wasn't too bad.  And hopefully I will be over this in a day or two.

I think I might have underestimated my time down just a little.  It's now the third day after and I have had a miserable three days.  I am still swollen, bruised and sore, with pain coming and going.  This is SOOOOO not fun. 

I just looked in the mirror and I look like a chipmunk.  My face is swollen, especially my cheeks, and I am so cute!   Plus there are some really colorful bruises on my cheeks too.  A Technicolor chipmunk.  How attractive that would be for all my guys to see. 

Five days in, and although it's still not great, I am feeling better.  Most of the swelling is gone, no more Technicolor chipmunk here.  I can eat regular food now, but I am still being careful on how hard or crunchy something is.  And I can't open my mouth very far yet, it's just too tight and tender.  That could be real unhandy for some activities I can think of.  LOL.  Oh well, not too much longer and I will be back to myself.  Just a couple more days and I go for my follow-up at the dentist.  Hopefully, he will give me the all clear, and then it will just be waiting to feel up to having some fun.  I am getting a little anxious now for some of those feelings to run through me. 

The visit to the dentist was uneventful.  He said it all looked good, and just to give it more time.  He said it would be a whole month before it was all really back to normal.  I think that could be true, since I don't seem to be getting that much better that fast, just a slow gradual progress.  I can eat better now, and my jaws aren't hurting that much any more, although they still are sore, and I still can't open my mouth as far as it would take for, say, a nice blowjob, LOL.  I guess I need to practice on somebody.  Any volunteers? 

It's been ten days.  I think I'm feeling pretty good.  I know for sure, I'm getting the urge to do some serious playing.  I've got that itchy, tickly feeling inside that only some really good, hot, sensual sex will satisfy.  I need some co-ed nakedness in my life, right now!  I don't know whether to feel sorry for the guys who see me right after I come back, or to think they may be really lucky.  I have a feeling that my desire level is going to be off the chart.  And I hope that I'm physically up to showing just how much, too.  I want those guys to leave me with their knees buckling and their muscles twitching from exhaustion, and smiles on their faces that nobody will be able to make go away for at least a week!   Have I told you guys, just how much I LOOOVE my work?  It is SOOOOO much fun!