My dentist removed the little bit of tissue between my lower gum and my face. He put in 3 stitches.
I had no idea it would hurt this much. I’ve taken 2 hydrocodone every three hours since 2:00pm. It helps… some… But I’m so stupid now, and can’t seem to go to sleep
I’m certainly glad he’s liberal with analgesia.
I’m not sure why I have to share this news, maybe because of the stupidity mentioned above.
I’m hungry, but afraid to eat. Maybe I’ll lose a couple pounds… naw…
Aren’t you glad I didn’t try to type this in hurt mouth “dialect”?
Why did he do that?
And why did you let him?
It was too tight and reducing blood flow to my two bottom front teeth when I would smile. I’d rather keep the teeth and smile. 
Interesting!
Here’s wishing you a speedy return to your dazzling smile!
wow. That really sucks that your mouth hurts so much! Could you maybe drink something semi-nutritious through a straw (Instant Breakfast)?
Two hydrocodone oughta help dull the pain. Too bad he didn’t write for Oxycodone instead; IME, it’s much more effective (although it makes me much stupider than Hydro does).
Hope you feel better soon!
I had some gum removed from between my front teeth, so I wouldn’t have a big gap there. Oh, it was fun. Halfway through the surgery I started to vomit, and when I was finished, the local anesthesia had worn off… then, with stitches up between my two front teeth, I couldn’t smile for a week.
I think I consumed a lot of milkshakes, that week.
I’m not having as much pain now, but the dentist didn’t clip off the excess suture. There are 3 stitches and two feet of loose thread in my mouth in front of my bottem front teeth. Its driving me nuts. My husband refuses to trim it for me and I can’t really see it well enough.
Besides, I still can’t open my mouth very wide, or eat anything crunchier than oatmeal. It actually does still hurt if I talk very much, or eat, or brush my teeth.
sigh.
Owie, owie, owie, owie! 
The cat came back, they thought he was a goner
But the cat came back, he just wouldn’t stay away… 
I didn’t know there was a second area on the body called a frenulum. When I saw the thread title, I thought, “Oh, God, why?!” So, relative to my assumptions, the reality isn’t so much “ow!” as “whew!”
Now stop that! 
I’m only trying to keep you just left of sanity.
Then maybe it won’t hurt as much. 
'Sides, you’re not sharing your hydrocodone.
I would, I’m not taking it. I get better pain relief from Naproxin.
{Besides, why waste it on actual pain?}
(Struggle, struggle), Now stop that… get away from my keyboard.
Sorry, my cat, you know… asI was saying, yes, better pain control with ahh… ! Naproxin! that’s right.
And as you harmless, should know, I’m always pretty much left of sanity, sometimes so far left, I have to hitchhike back to reality.
Now, behave and stop singing that song, 'cause it still hurts to smile.
Sokaie, oo can keep tokin’ lek that. Mossoff’us ill nnstand oo.
When I was thirteen or so, before they would take off my braces they wanted to do both a frenulectomy (the top one) and this thing which I’ve forgotten the name of where they kind of treat your teeth the way you do the pieces of grapefruit - edge around them with a knife, so everything can, um, grow back straight I guess? Anyway, I had the general anesthesia (my oral surgeon said I could have a mirror and watch, no thanks :rolleyes: ) and while it did hurt some, it healed up fast and wasn’t much of a problem.
Until a few weeks later when I went to the State Fair and I guess I should have heeded that “recent surgery” warning on the rides - on one of those sling-you-around things I picked up my hand to get the hair out of my face and smacked myself in the upper lip from the centripetal force throwing me around. Blood everywhere. Looked like I’d been in a bar fight.
And the thing grew back anyway. Smaller, but it’s there - poking it with my tongue even as we speak.