Went to the dentist yesterday. Two more holes and then all my 4 ones are filled and fixed. £1000 later :(. The holiday money for this year.
To add insult to injury my resistance to anaesthetics made then put 6 shots in there. And it still didn’t take on the second one and it was painful as hell.
Anyway. When I got out half of my face was completely dead.
This is me smiling equal amounts on both sides.
Droop mouth. I started freaking out I would stay like this forever and George had to calm me down.
We went to see guardians of the galaxy with Harry and it was a mission eating the popcorns.
This morning I was dead tired after waking all night. Apparently my cheek is sporting a lovely bruise and I’m swollen which means I woke up every time I slept on it.
Feeling fresh…
Letters to my family 