I have had a jaw reconstruction. What an ordeal. After 28 months, three surgeries under general anesthetic and a whole lot of wailing on my mouth under a local including installing three implants, I have prosthetic teeth. I am a smile person. I am a friendly cheerful person who likes to smile. I write smile poetry. So you can only imagine how difficult it has been for the past two years plus to look in the mirror and see half of my lower teeth missing. It doesn’t make you want to smile. Oh, I can make jokes about it – I have, but the reality is that it has been painful, literally and figuratively, physically and mentally. But it is mostly in the rear view mirror now. Amen and Hallelujah.
I don’t know where to begin
My teeth are literally a snap to put in.
So much unbridled joy
From my new toothy toy
And restoring my old stupid grin.
