As part of my recovery, my mouth was wired shut for 6 weeks. Yeap, 6 whole weeks. You saw what I ate, how I ate. Well, here is the last meal I had blend. Yay. I believe it was a strawberry fruit and soy smoothie.
And here’s a shot of my mouth on a face only a mother could love. You can see the wire that held my jaw in place. That wax prevented the wire from cutting up my lip. Good stuff.
Then the wire came off. I was pretty freaking stoked. Of course, my mouth muscles had atrophied and I could only open my mouth so wide. I have a measuring device that I use to check on my progress. Before surgery, I was a 53. In this picture, I am a 20. This is a face only a wife could love.
I no longer was forced to drink from a straw or through an enema bottle. But that didn’t mean I was ready to shred a burrito. Nope. My mouth wouldn’t open wide enough for that. And also, my jaw didn’t really recall how to chew so well. But here is my first “solid” meal. Note how happy I am.
For the curious parties, it’s bbq tofu (pan fried tofu smothered in trader joe’s bbq sauce. You may or may not recall my love of trader joe’s bbq sauce. I still have 3 bottles left. Only 2 are unopened). For the most part, I ended up sucking it off the straw, mashing it some with my teeth/gums and swallowing it semi-whole. Good thing those pieces were cut up small. I don’t think I could have fit anything larger than 1″ cube in my mouth at that time.
Please also note the goodfoot shirt. I strongly suggest you support this store AND brand from the great white north, Canada. They always come strong with product and their in-house brand is always at the top of it’s game. Check their site, and if that isn’t good enough, hit up ebay for some gear you may have missed.
Now Pete is obsessed with Trader Joes BBQ sauce too, ever since we stayed at your house. Starting a trend my friend.