Monday, January 23, 2006

Herbie, stay an elf

Oh my little blog, I only missed a day, but how I missed writing about my weird life, if only just for a day.

Okay, so..here was my weekend.

Friday morning 7:30 AM-root canal. Done by a specialist. Everything goes quite smoothly until right at the end when some horrible tasting, foul smelling, dentical liquid starts dripping down my throat. I have the rubber, S&M mouth guard on, but the stuff drips down anyway. Its horrible and stings the back of my throat, so I have to cough, but I have the mouthguard on and a drill at my teeth. I cried, it was terrible.

10:00AM-I make it home and try to do all the things I need to do before the numbness wears off, I throw laundry in and fill the dishwasher.

11:00AM-horrible horrible aching sharp pains start emanating from my teeth. I come out of the apartment on…

Monday morning 7:30AM.

Other than that, my weekend was a blur of self medication, ibuprofen, Netflix and blankets.

I watched Vanity Fair, I watched Crash (yes I get it, racism, I get it). I watched Jerry McGuire on 3 different occasions as the cable gods laid it down for me this weekend. (I love Jerry McGuire). I watched Cruel Intentions and the Betty Broderick story. Then yesterday I did venture out for a 1:00PM showing of Glory Road. Because who doesn’t like a feel good movie when one doesn’t feel good? And Josh Lucas, VAROOM.

So maybe I’m a wimp, maybe root canals aren’t that horrible to people, but they’re horrible to me and my sensitive personality. I believe it has the same effect as someone beating you up and then filling your teeth in. It makes me cry and it makes me hurt and I try to Ram Daas it and realize my pain is not myself. It worked a little.

The dentist told me I have many additional problems, will have to get teeth pulled and worked on even more. So I will resign myself to getting this taken care of with “fierce grace”. It may not be the end of the world, but goldang does it hurt.

So back on Wednesday for some more pain I will no longer complain about and face my dental fears with grace and love and compassion. For myself!

24. Tonight.

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