Tuesday morning I bid farewell to three old friends who stood by me until well into my 59th year: my remaining wisdom teeth. Only one truly needed removing, for being ‘hyper erupted’ due to lacking an opposing tooth, but experts recommended the others be let go, also.
I was a good boy for three and a half days, following all inhuman instructions and guidelines – soft food only, no tobacco or alcohol, dreary medication regimen (except for the codeine pills – I’d have to be writhing in pain first, and I wasn’t) – but tonight, being Friday, I rebelled against that dental tyranny, and indulged in my lovely routine of Scotch and smoke. At my age, I don’t suffer fools or foolishness lightly.
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Glad to hear you are on the mend. After 3 days you should have no problem having a drink and a smoke. When I had my teet ph removed I drank through a straw and smoked on the way home every time. Never had any problems but looking back I’m sure it was sheer luck! Have a good weekend Eddie.
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Hi, Carole! I didn’t know you subscribed to my blog. Thank you! I don’t have many readers, but then I haven’t been very active with it. I hope to change that soon. I’ve also played a bit fast and loose with the post-op instructions. Giving up Scotch, coffee and an occasional cigar was simply inhuman, so as of yesterday I am flaunting them all. Must run in the family. 🙂
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