D-day for my mouth was Thursday.
After years of running from my wisdom teeth, they finally got me.
But I had the last laugh because all four are now out of my mouth.
(Okay wait...it hurts to laugh and to smile.)
Why am I telling you this? Because the surgery has taken me out of the running for a few days, so I’ll be on the couch recovering and not hiking.
Meghan will continue on and I’ll be with her in spirit and because I have a hard time sitting still, I’ll be back on the trails in no time. I'm crossing my fingers that it will be as early as tomorrow.
Horrible timing, but these teeth had to go. I don’t want to be in the Grand Canyon with a toothache. Now back to soup and ice packs.
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