Pachooey Chomp!
Oh yeah…that’s right. I can chomp. Well, maybe not CHOMP so much as exert force from both my upper and lower jaws on the left. Last night I dutifully banded in the lovely bite guard so that my teeth could have something to rest on whilst I slept, and I thought “hmmm…I wonder if it would hurt to bear down on this thing”…so I did. Just a little. On the left. I was able to really put some pressure to that bite guard! On the right, not so much…but ooh! On the left! If my teeth could touch back there I’m sure I would be at a steak house with baby back ribs jammed back there. No. I don’t really MISS ribs (don’t quote me on that!)
But really. What should my first food to chew? What do I miss so much that I would go anywhere to get it as soon as I got the go ahead?
I know I want Zachary’s pizza…but Dave is bringing me one this week…RIGHT?!?!? (teehee). And I am sure it will taste just fine without the crust.
There are a couple things I want (caramel apples and the occasional stick of gum) that I won’t be able to have until after the braces come off in 18 months at least (looking at how wacked my teeth are I’m sure I’m looking at 2 years or more). Not looking forward to that prognosis on Feb. 15 with Dr. Quo…but it’s nothing compared to what the past month has bestowed upon me, so really I’m just venting and now I’m over it.
Taco. Chips. I want chips.
Court got pears sent to him for post holiday wishes from his co…and I can’t eat them unless I moosh and I don’t wanna moosh…I wanna bite into the pear go SQUISH! and CHEEEEW.
Okay so I want a very ripe pear and a taco or at least some chips and salsa (not blended salsa…chunky salsa!)
Oh now I’m hungry. Time for the famous chipless nachos. Mmm…guacamole in a bag. Hasta!
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