So this morning I started counting down the hours until my grill would be coming off. I was more excited than I could tell you for more than one reason that I'd finally have full use of my teeth. The backside of my "dressing" had come off yesterday, so I thought that naturally the periodontist would take the front off today and remove all my stitches. Here's a picture of my teeth/grill this morning:
This picture is less than flattering, but when the periodontist took the dressing off my teeth and left the room for a second, I snatched my phone as quickly as possible out of my purse to take a picture of what my teeth looked like after my little gum surgery. Not a great angle, but you can see my stitches in case you were wondering what my gums looked like under my awesome grill.
And from another angle, here is my tooth. Doesn't really look like he did anything, but he did tell me that its swollen and that after it has healed, he'll cut more of my gums off if I want him to. I am really hoping that it won't cost me anymore if I need it.
Sadly, he put a new dressing on my teeth before I left because he said that the stitches just aren't ready to come out and he doesn't want them exposed for another week. I told him that I didn't like him anymore and he just laughed and called me a brat. :) I have to go back next Thursday to get my stitches out (he promised that they'd take them out next week) and then go back in another two weeks to decide if I want to have him take more fleshy tissue out of my mouth. Yum. 
Glad that I still have a grill. Not really. But I'm trying really hard to act like I am.
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