I guess I wasn't fully aware of how much the right side of my face isn't working. As I walked out and tried not to drool as I paid the receptionist, a dental hygienist walked by, smiled at me, I smiled back. She just laughed and walked by. When I got back to the car, I looked in the rear view mirror and found out that this is the smile I gave her:
Nice, Huh? Whats even creepier is that even the muscles around my right eye are hard to move because of the novocaine as well, so one eye gives this- "MUST KILL" kind of look. Really, this is as much as I can smile.
How will anyone know when I'm happy?
If this isn't a warning against botox, I don't know what is. It's not nice to not be able to move/feel your face. So don't inject toxins into it, people.
It's actually kind of reminiscent of an Elvis grin. See the freakish resemblance?
Elvis
Not Elvis
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Now hopefully my face can stop feeling funky now.
Until Later,
Sondra
1 comment:
eek! too much flash!
if i had photoshop installed i'd fix it for you!
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