Other than that, though, my Thanksgiving was decent. A nice, sit-down meal, with mostly simple stuff all three of us in this house cooked: I bought and made boxed stuffing. The housemates made not just the basics (a small turkey, chicken, mashed potatoes) but also a Brussels sprouts/bacon/apple pieces dish. This was, I'm glad to say, all good, and we had a nice visit.
Except for straining my mouth. I've been taking it as easy as I can, considering I need to still, you know, eat. Mostly (not entirely) soft food: lunch yesterday was soup. Warmth on that side of my jaw. And spending time just letting my jaw be slack, which makes me glad I'm often home by myself lately.
It's getting better, as I hope it would (as you, too. My enemies? They might not).
