recovery week two
Dec. 16th, 2002 09:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brightrosefoxWent to the dentist on Saturday to have the stitches removed. Everything's healing nicely, although those dry sockets still hurt like a bitch. Thank gods for Advil and Lidocaine. Turns out I don't need the penicillin after all--there's no infection. I'm keeping the stuff anyway, in case someone gets the flu or something.
Still can't really chew solids yet. We went to Billy and Charlotte's over the weekend. I tried to eat chicken, rice, mashed potatoes, eggs with cheese, and chopped up cheeseburger, but my jaw got too tired. It's still stiff and sore. The swelling is almost gone, but almost doesn't count. I tried eating a banana on Sunday and I couldn't get it past my teeth (and get your minds out of the gutter).
That's why CVS has Ensure. And there's still soup at home.
Damn, I can't wait to eat food again. I was telling Billy that as soon as my teeth are all better, I'm going to sit down at a table and surround myself with food--sandwiches, pizza, pasta, meat, fruit, fish, veggies. It's annoying as hell for a recovering anorexic to suddenly be physically unable to eat. I miss eating.
In other news, Saturday night was time well spent with Billy and Charlotte. A lot of revelations happened, a lot of people opened up, especially Billy.
I found out that not only has Adam agreed to marry me once we hit the five-year mark, but it seems that I'm slowly being integrated into the family anyway. It seems his mom sat him down several months ago and asked how serious he was about me, because she thought he was playing me and it wasn't fair to me. I think Libby understands just how serious this is now.
Adam also revealed that he already treats me as if I was his wife anyway, and that he should probably be a better boyfriend anyway with the attention-giving and stuff. And he really doesn't mind driving me to the metro in the morning, and he worries about me coming home alone at night and wishes he could be there to pick me up, and that it's okay if I can't drive now because I'll learn when I'm ready. That meant a lot.
Billy got very, very talkative and personal, and I found out that he wants to be there when and if Adam proposes to me. He also told me that I was welcome there any time, no matter what.
Charlotte and I were pretty much lumps the whole time, but that was fine. We needed the rest anyway.
It was a good weekend.
Still can't really chew solids yet. We went to Billy and Charlotte's over the weekend. I tried to eat chicken, rice, mashed potatoes, eggs with cheese, and chopped up cheeseburger, but my jaw got too tired. It's still stiff and sore. The swelling is almost gone, but almost doesn't count. I tried eating a banana on Sunday and I couldn't get it past my teeth (and get your minds out of the gutter).
That's why CVS has Ensure. And there's still soup at home.
Damn, I can't wait to eat food again. I was telling Billy that as soon as my teeth are all better, I'm going to sit down at a table and surround myself with food--sandwiches, pizza, pasta, meat, fruit, fish, veggies. It's annoying as hell for a recovering anorexic to suddenly be physically unable to eat. I miss eating.
In other news, Saturday night was time well spent with Billy and Charlotte. A lot of revelations happened, a lot of people opened up, especially Billy.
I found out that not only has Adam agreed to marry me once we hit the five-year mark, but it seems that I'm slowly being integrated into the family anyway. It seems his mom sat him down several months ago and asked how serious he was about me, because she thought he was playing me and it wasn't fair to me. I think Libby understands just how serious this is now.
Adam also revealed that he already treats me as if I was his wife anyway, and that he should probably be a better boyfriend anyway with the attention-giving and stuff. And he really doesn't mind driving me to the metro in the morning, and he worries about me coming home alone at night and wishes he could be there to pick me up, and that it's okay if I can't drive now because I'll learn when I'm ready. That meant a lot.
Billy got very, very talkative and personal, and I found out that he wants to be there when and if Adam proposes to me. He also told me that I was welcome there any time, no matter what.
Charlotte and I were pretty much lumps the whole time, but that was fine. We needed the rest anyway.
It was a good weekend.
![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2002-12-16 02:32 pm (UTC)