It's been a month since my wires were ripped from my mouth and my jaw is slowly healing. I'm getting used to the the "new normal" that is my new bite. My jaw closes but it is a few degrees from pre-accident. There is not much to be done about that. My jaw has reset in a best a position obtainable without surgery which doesn't guarantee anything better, and a whole host of other complications. I won't go that route.
I can eat, and have been doing so with great lust. I back to a healthier (certainly stronger) weight, working out again and moving forward.
As for the broken teeth. I'm of to see the dentist on October 5th to survey the damage. I don't expect the four front teeth will go without some major work. I have very little feeling in them which is never a good sign. The roots have receive a terrible blow.
I revisited the site of the accident. I held on the the railing of the escalator like a scared little old man as I down. What I now see is that at the bottom of the ride is a plate of three yards of steel, before the brick floor begins. So clearly, I fell face forward into metal. SWEET!
Lesson to be learned: metal attracts metal
Think about it, it's deep. Hey......close your mouth when your thinking so hard!
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