I'm happy to say that I am gradually coming out of my post-operative shell.

After a month of seeing barely anyone, apart from a few select people, last Monday I went back to work, yesterday I caught up with Stu, and on Saturday night I caught up with my beautiful friend Mel for her birthday. The night started out at I Carusi in Brunswick. I think it was the first pizza place I have ever been to that only serves pizza(apart from a few things on the dessert menu). Luckily, it was beautiful pizza! You know that the food must be good too, when the building is so unpolished and discrete that you could easily miss it, and the menus are simply photocopies of messily hand-written lists! Yet, by 8pm the place was packed! After the trying the chocolate calzone there, I want to learn how to make it! YUUUUUUM!

We went out to the Night Cat afterwards. It was the first time I had been out in aaaaaages. I had a really good time, even though I still felt like my head was the size of Shrek's. Even though friends and colleagues keep assuring me that I look fine, 'great' even, I know that my face is far from normal, and that it will still be at least another 2 months before it settles down.  

Great news though - tonight I managed to eat a lamb shank! My body is so depleted of iron at the moment, so the advancement in my chewing abilities couldn't have come at a better time. I know there are other ways to get iron into your body, but I just haven't been organised enough to create a meal plan of iron-rich foods that can be mashed and taken to work. It can be done, but I just haven't been organised enough.

In other good news, my speech seems to be improving.  I still have a bit of a lisp, but I am gradually getting used to the new position of my jaw/teeth. Before I had the surgery, my surgeon told me that they could organise a speech therapist if necessary, and I am beginning to think that it is just what I need..