Granny goes Stoney Faced.

A curious visitor outside the hospital coffee shop.

Hello All.

So, yesterday was quite a day.
Which actually started at supper time on Sunday.
I opened my mouth to take my first bite of food.
And went ouch, ouch, ouch.
I put my hand to my jaw and felt a lump.
A big lump.
A big, painful lump.

Now, I have had this before.
Those of my older friends will remember.
I ended up having a mammogram.
Long story.

So, I didn’t panic.
When I got up yesterday it felt a bit better.
And, when I got to work, I sucked a lemon.
Sour stuff gets the salivary glands to work and clear the stones.
Not this time.
My face instantly swelled up.
Not my best look.

I made an appointment to see a doctor.
When I got in to see him there was very little swelling.
I hate when that happens.
Ten minutes after leaving the surgery my face went up like a balloon.

Lying in bed last night I remembered how I cured the first one.
The doctor told me, if the stone did not dissolve,  they would have to operate.
Through the mouth.
Instant recovery.
It worked again.
Face is back to abnormal.

And, now, I am off to take Jasmine for a walk.
Other stuff happened yesterday but I will save it for tomorrow.