Well, in a couple of hours from now I will be in hospital about to have surgery on my jaw.
I have a cyst in my lower jaw under a wisdom tooth and molar. It had become infected and so I have already spent a few days in another (NHS) hospital getting IV antibiotics. It actually feels fine at the moment except for a little lack of sensation in my lip and front jaw (the cyst is pinching a nerve somewhere).
Today the consultant is going to perform a biopsy, and if things look OK he will continue with the extraction of the cyst, the molar and the wisdom tooth. If it is complicated he will reschedule the extraction for next week.
In case you couldn't tell, I am not keen on hospitals at all. In fact on the pre-admission form, in a section that asks about 'other concerns about the procedure' I put down - 'don't like needles'. Sue thought it was better to let them know before I collapsed in dead faint at their feet.
This time I am going private so at least I get my own room, though I will only be in overnight.
Hack, hack… slash, slash… spurt, spurt…
Ooh dear…
I think I need a lie down.
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