Hi, I had such a simple day planned, a birthday present to myself. A long story but simple outpatient surgery to remove a scar that I had placed on myself as a result of my depression. I was excited, so it wasn't a constant reminder when I looked in the mirror (it was above my eyebrow). I had a sore and kept picking at it (I know gross, but I did and it formed a horrific scar with a callous). It's been there for three or so years and I've been wanting it removed. So I scheduled for 4/29, the day before my birthday. I woke up and had a horrific toothache and the lower right side of my face swollen. I had my scar removed and called the dentist on the way home (45 min. drive one way). I saw the dentist and she referred me to a surgeon back in the same town 45 min away to have my tooth extracted by a maxiofacial surgeon. (lower right side). lol, scar upper left side. Anyway, not the day I had imagined, my anxiety was running high. I had a terrific friend who was able to on 30 minute notice drive me to get the tooth extracted, get my meds filled and home. I don't have a tooth ache, though my mouth is still swollen, my scar looks better even if it does have three stitches in it, and I'm not drinking through a straw as the tooth was in the back. I think I did good today......anxiety and all!!!!
