Wasn't too bad. The empty space where a tooth once lived feels freaking weird. I have a slight paranoia that I might do something wrong and start sucking in or tonguing the hell out of that empty space. Then I'd get dry socket and...what's next, death?
The worst part of the entire ordeal? The length of time before the left side of my face regained feeling. I ate a couple of slices of pizza (had to cut small pieces with a fork, but worth it). Drank a cup of pumpkin spiced coffee courtesy of Christina. Then gargled that shit with some warm salt water.
Now it's time to quit freaking out about The Spiral Effect and immerse myself in writing.
Enjoy the time
Enjoy the love
enjoy the blessings