Jaw Surgery 2

The doctor cleared me for soft chewing yesterday morning. Finally, after six weeks of smoothies, stepping up to mashed potatoes and grits at the end, I'm allowed to eat almost like a grownup.

I would have posted yesterday, but as luck would have it, my firm catered in an anniversary lunch and I gorged myself on lasagna, ravioli, chicken alfredo penne, and tiramisu. The only thing slightly hard on my jaws was the chicken, which came in julienned strips of breast. But the pain was worth it.