My post traumatic weekend

I had oral surgery last Thursday.  I wish I could say that I’m an adoringly appreciative patient, but when I’m not feeling well, I just want to be left alone.  So here I had an army of friends and relatives wanting to help, and there wasn’t much they could do.  I couldn’t talk, couldn’t eat.  I slept mostly at first, until I switched from prescription meds to Tylenol, at which [...]