Day 3

I feel crooked.

I guess that would be because I've had a crooked jaw all my life, and now that it's aligned, it doesn't feel right.

I'm still not up for much chatting with 'you', my imaginary friend, today.

I'm told I'm going to have chipmunk cheeks for over a month. 

I'm too impatient for that!

I am appreciating the unlimited ice cream.  Well, coconut ice cream that is.

That's really all I have to say.

I'm a little more on the bitchy side now that the shock has worn off and it's not fun to be losing the majority of my liquid food down my chin, as it rolls down my handy dandy chin wrap.

I look like a true baby with a bib.  Only way I can do this.

Especially this morning's pea soup for breakfast.

Sleep is my friend.

I still don't recognize myself in the mirror.

But at least my lips can touch now, even if I can't feel them.

Maybe today I will start to get more of the food and liquid in my mouth!

i take care of my body's needs