notbob wrote:
> Had a problem. Thought it might be mouth cancer and was down to eating baby
> food or the next closest thing, pureed everything. Almost burned up my
> stick blender. If I couldn't get it through a straw, couldn't eat it.
> Anyway, I slowly wound my way through the health care system, doctors,
> dentists, oral surgeons, etc, and got it resolved. Not cancer!! Yeah!
>
> Now, there's a nice little divet right behind my two top front teeth. Kinda
> like a microscopic doggy tried to dig under the fence ...my two teeth....
> and it feels like the grand canyon to my tongue. The best part ...besides
> I'm not gonna die a horrible death.... is that I can eat real food again.
>
> I'm still taking it easy, but I can chew soft stuff on my back molars
> without irritating what turned out to be nothing more than a extremely
> inflamed incisive papilla (that thing you always burn when you don't wait
> for your pizza to cool). Whew! Hopefully it will be healed enough to eat
> turkey this Thur. At least turkey sandwiches by next weekend.
>
> I gotta tell ya, I was kinda scared. Not so much of dying, but never again
> being able to enjoy great food. If it had been cancer, I'd have let it go,
> as I wasn't about to finish my life with half my upper mouth and face
> missing and not be able to eat good food. It really sucks when you can't
> enjoy one of the finest pleasures in life. Life almost isn't worth living.
> From now on, I plan to eat nothing but really good food that I take as much
> time and care preparing as I can and revel in the fact I'm able to. No more
> prepared junk and frozen dinners. Life is too short for eating bunk. Oh!
> ...I am so jonesing for a fresh pizza or a hot pastrami on rye.
>
> I'll be giving special thanks this Thanksgiving and I wish you all a good
> one.
>
> nb ...woo-hoo!

Glad you did not have oral cancer. It is not fun. The cure is worse than
the disease.



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Janet Wilder
Bad spelling. Bad punctuation
Good Friends. Good Life