Rantings

It's a week today since I was in hospital having my impacted wisdom tooth removed. Well, true to form I got an infection didn't I? I was in a lot of pain over the weekend, so on Monday morning I went to my dentist and he flushed the socket, packed it and started me on a week's course of antibiotics. I've felt generally unwell since I had the tooth out, but today I appear to have turned a corner. A couple of days of medication and I'm already starting to feel a bit better. Except for one of the sutures which is bugging me. It's obviously causing irritation because the tissue around it is inflamed and painful, but that's nothing compared to what I've put up with since last Wednesday. But, you know, it grinds you down. I've had some pretty horrible painful surgical procedures inflicted on me over the years, and to be honest I'd rather go through all of that again than have my bloody jaw bone drilled into to get tooth out in several pieces. Abdominal surgery? Pah! Piece of cake!

Hospital yesterday. Wisdom tooth. Cut gum. Drilled bone of jaw. Tooth had to be removed in about 4 bits. Face swollen. Hurts to talk. Need painkillers. And chocolate pudding. Kthxbai.

I've just been to Somerfields up the road from where I work to get me lunch. While I was there pondering whether to buy a vegetable samosa from the chilled cabinet, I spotted these:




Notice Roast Flavour Chicken and the picture of what look like twiglets. I was intrigued and decided to give them a try. When I opened the packet, these were inside:



Not what I would call food. Mummified toes, perhaps, but certainly not food. Food looks like food. Meat. Fresh fruit and vegetables. Not toes. Urgh!

I tasted one. Then wished I hadn't. I doesn't taste at all like chicken. In fact it doesn't taste quite like anything I've ever eaten before.

I'm sorry, Mattesson's, but this just doesn't do it for me.