I had my wisdom teeth removed on Wednesday. All four of the fuckers, all impacted. It’s the first time I’ve ever had to go to hospital for anything, and the first time I had general anaesthetic. To say I was nervous is an understatement of stupid proportions. It went fine, of course, because modern medicine is incredible (seriously, anaesthetic is fascinating! They can literally turn your body off for half an hour and then you wake up FINE how does it work)
This is obviously not a beauty post, but I just wanted to kind of broadcast that I am recovering from surgery and I might be a bit slow with the content because of that (I was hoping my recovery time off work would give me time to write things but I’m still a bit woozy, on a bunch of painkillers and permanently grumpy because I can’t eat solid food).
On a beauty note, have a read of my personal essay about my depression that finally got published on xoVain (they’ve cut the freelance schedule so I have no idea when things I’ve submitted will go up). It took a lot for me to write and it was really important for me to write, for myself. It also seems to have resonated with a lot of people which I’m really happy about. And to be honest, it’s great to see the comments so active on xoVain in a positive way! I mean, not that talking about depression spending is particularly positive, but in a positive-community-building way.
Please tell me your favourite soft foods I can eat because I am sick of yoghurt and I don’t know if I can have a family tub of KFC potato and gravy three nights in a row…?