Just call me Chippy!

Monday was a whole new day.  I looked into the mirror and saw the fattest face I'd ever seen!  And oh how it ached.  My gums felt like big fat sausages all trussed up in my cheeks.  I bore a striking resemblance to Alvin the Chipmunk.  I grabbed the Ibuprofen but it was too late for prevention.  Vaguely I remembered the dentist telling me that I should not let the ibuprofen (anti-inflammatory) get completely out of my system, but to continue to take a steady amount for the next several days.  What caused this facial swelling?  Leaves aren't heavy!  A fruit tray isn't heavy - particularly since it was all cleaned!  And I'd only moved some clothes from one dresser to another.  Ahhh yes, I "only" did this or that, but every time I bent over my teeth clenched and I put pressure on the bone surrounding the dental implants.   The lesson here is that it doesn't matter if something is as light as a leaf - you still clench your teeth.   Hadn't my dentist told me to rest?  Oh yes, I remembered that then.  I guess that's why he has so many diplomas on his wall.  So I lost another day which I can add to the ultimate cost of my investment and sat on the sofa reading.  I kept eyeing the carpet that needed to be vacuumed and the floors that needed to be washed.  "The floors can stay that way forever, for all I care", said the chipmunk to her bottle of ibuprofen.  I'm letting these dental implants osseointegrate!