My wisdom teeth are gone. I asked the nurse in the pre-op room if there'd be any chance of keeping what they were going to take out, but she said that they usually cut the teeth up in order to get them out. So I don't have anything to show for it. Except some holes at the back of my mouth.

Some nice friends have made & brought me soup over the last few days. How kind. I have also discovered the joys of Sanitarium Up & Go. My liquid diet means I get hungry more often. It's also caused me to lose 3kg since just before I hopped onto my wheely bed in hospital. I lament my inability to chow down on buttered bread, one of the simple blessings in life.

Yesterday I met up with Kuswati, Betsy, Chihiro and Akiko (whom I met that day) for lunch. At the end of it my mouth ached from stretching it with laughter, which was good and bad.