Face swollen? Check.
Mouth sore? Check.
Low grade temperature? Check.
Chills and sweats? Check.

That’s right. My mouth is infected. And if that’s not nasty enough, I can feel the threads hanging out of my gums, holding the transplanted tissue into place. This is gross.

Oh, and where they took the donor tissue out of the roof of my mouth? Well, they closed the gaping hole with purple super glue. It fell out today. So now there is just a hole. Eeeew. I showed my boyfriend and do you know what he said? “It looks a lot better. Yesterday it looked beefy.” Beefy?

This is the most f*cking nasty experience I have been through.

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