Fun with stitches

When I had my mouth surgery over two weeks ago, the periodontist stitched
between six of my teeth. Twice. It was as lovely and pain-free as you can
imagine. At the time, he told me the stitches would stay in about a week.

This morning I went in, still with loads of stitches in my mouth, and he said it is
looking fabulous and he will be taking out the stitches in a week. Two at most.
Apparently that is normal for the kind of surgery I had, or so he mentioned.

Um, just a little tip, periodontist fella...give me the real story from the get-go.
Don't string (enjoy that pun?) me along week by week and think you're doing me a
great favor. I'm a realistic pessimistic (yes, it is as lovely as it sounds, ask my husband)
and need the facts. Good thing I could drown my sorrows in a piña colada smoothie.

And yes, I'm fully aware this is a really ridiculous complaint, no need to point that out.
Neverthless, these hoards of stitches are driving me batty. But I still love my life.

And piña colada smoothies.