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Saturday, 24 August 2024

Home

I got back to my flat today.

Have washed, dried and put away the laundry I brought back.

Had a nap.

Picked bit of suture off my tongue as the dissolving ones are now coming off as I was warned that they would over the week.  as they are coming off the gap between gum flap is opening up a bit revealing an uncomfortable amount of the membrane, making it unsettlingly clear how little is holding in the bone graft material.  The information I was given just says that the membrane is extracted from cows - which is vague is a way that is more creepy that the human corpse way of the bone graft material.

A bit of reading up on it and I think it is mostly bovine collagen.   So I am part human zombie and part cow.

The permission form I signed on the day (which I have since got a copy of) included plans to also use porcine derived material  to aid the graft, but they were out of stock.  So I miss out on also being part Miss Piggy.

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