It’s been a rough few days around the old homestead.
I’ve had dental problems that have been needing some major attention and because of my panic/anxiety disorder I put it off and put it off until, yep-you guessed it, a massive toothache hit me. Ugh!
So Monday afternoon was spent in the dentists chair (luckily my sister-in-law if his hygienist so that was a comfort) and ended up getting another molar pulled. It was after looking at my x-rays and seeing the advancement of my periodontal disease and amount of bone loss in my mandible that he (Dr. Hall) and I made the decision that I will have to lose a number of my molars and will be getting implants (if my jaw bone can handle it) or, in the alternative, partial plates.
I say partial plates because I don’t like the idea of saying partial dentures.
OMG, dentures!?!?!? I’m only 43…how in the world did I get to the point of TRI-focal glasses and blasted DENTURES?
Yes, kiddies…contrary to what we though when we were 17, we really do get older.
I swear that last month I was still in my 20’s! And look at me today, eyesight failing, losing my teeth and getting falsies (and not the chesticle kind either) and then I look at the calendar and *BAM*, it hits me...my oldest daughter turned 22 years old today.
HUH?!?! How’d that happen? I mean, she was just a baby not so long ago and now she’s really a grown up at 22! OMG, I am getting sooooo old.
Anyway, there was a point to all of this (besides just my old woman moaning and whining LOL)…I was goofy on pain pills Monday evening (and looked like I had been hit in the jaw, too) and all day Tuesday. Today I don’t feel so hot since I couldn’t take any pain meds because I had to drive to Tuscaloosa (80+ miles each way) for work. *sigh* Now I’m home after a 10 hour day, a pain pill in my tummy (hoping it goes to work quickly) and I’m beyond exhausted.
I’m just beat. Absolutely beat!
I’m sitting here staring at a pile of envelopes with goodies in them ready to mail that I still don’t have out to you guys. The Post Office closed at noon on Saturday and I haven’t had the chance, with all the dental stuff, to get to the Post Office to mail things.
I feel like such a lazy loser but I do hope you will all understand and bear with me. I have your goodies packaged, addressed and ready to go but I have to find the time (and energy) to spend some time at the PO to get them to y’all. Just know that you have things coming…in time. And Seth, you were the hardest to pick for so I hope you don’t think I’m a dork for your package. LOL
I think I will journal for a while before dinner (and who knows what that will be?)…I’ve had a pain pill so I might be surprised tomorrow at what the product of my journaling is tonight. HA!~
Happy Humpday, y’all.
Peace & Love,
♥ Barb ♥