There is a reason for the madness...

So now that I look human again, for the most part, I've taken up a new activity. I venture out and run miscellaneous errands. Mall, haircut, nails, grocery store, home depot...you name it I'll go. However, it never fails....it starts with an inquisitive look, then the eyes wander to my mouth and their head tilts. I know they don't MEAN to do it. It's human nature, something is off, you want to know why. I am not offended, by no means...it's a crappy situation. So here I am explaining to everyone and their uncle that my mouth is wired shut, for how long, and if I am in pain. Hell I can even replay the conversation word for word in my head as I type this.

Me: *insert question or answer to clerk's question here*
Clerk: *pause* oh.....ok
*Clerk stares*
*I half smile*
Me: My mouth is wired shut. I had jaw surgery
Clerk: Were you in an accident?
Me: No, just crappy genetics. I willingly fixed it.
Clerk: Oh wow, does it hurt?
Me: Not anymore, I am just hungry *chuckle*
*Clerk nervously laughs*
Clerk: Feel better soon and good luck!!

And then...there is my wonderful loving mother. Who feels the need to tell everyone in the town of Merrimack that I had jaw surgery. If anyone reading this thinks I talk a lot, meet my mother. She puts me to SHAME. My point being is I went to get a haircut yesterday. Ive been going to this salon for years as has my mother. Poor Jeannie. My mom told her my life story about my surgery, recovery, probably my daily caloric intake last week. So here I am at the hair salon yesterday. She waits until after I am done my hair and cashing out...and she goes.... "......does it...hurt? How much longer?" I laughed, and politely told her how much longer and that I truly am in no pain.

Is it really too much to ask to have a conversation that doesn't revolve around my mouth being wired shut? I go out for a taste of normalcy, and maybe some sort of escape from this. Boy I cannot wait to see my mother's side of the family on Saturday.....Won't that be fun.