Hi there

[vanillafluffy]

As you can tell from my fic post, it was a good week, at least in that respect. As I mentioned earlier, I had that partial tooth that's been giving me trouble extracted and a follow up to discuss a treatment plan. (I'm looking at losing at least six more teeth, then getting partial dentures. There's one they want to crown, but I don't have that kind of money. Dentures, yes. Crowns, no.)

Meanwhile, the jaw where that one came out is still bothering me more than post-extraction usually does. God willing, it isn't turning into a dry socket, because God as my witness, I *WILL* go play in traffic if that's the case. I *did*, thankfully, get pain meds this time (I didn't know Vicodin came in 325 mg, I thought it was all 500 mg.) because I bitched about not being able to sleep. Not untrue, but not unusual, either. Because I had such a hard time getting them, I'm hoarding them. I break them in half, take half, and wait an hour or so to see if that helps. The bottle says one every 4-6 hours. Since Friday evening (about 36 hours) I've had 1.5.

GK was here on Friday for a couple hours. We went to lunch at Burger King, came back to the house and accomplished some shit! The porch was making me crazy--it was filling up again, and since GK is going to be gone for much of next month, something had to be done. So we got the big shed open and lugged things out there like the old card table, my foldable wire shopping cart and a plastic storage bin full of Christmas decor. And we donated the mirror I'd intended to hang in my room--it was too big and too heavy for this cheesy low-quality trailer drywall to support. So now there's actually a decent amount of space out there, more space than there was been since I moved in, I think.

I'm looking forward to being able to sit out there and sort and categorize my books. There's been some attempt at it--the first couple of months when I got the bookcases out there and unpacked my books, I roughly sorted things, some by size, some by genre, some by author--but it's nowhere near as well organized as it was in Florida--okay, that isn't entirely true--no. That can't possibly be true. Aargh, I am confusing myself.

I have many fewer books here. They are somewhat organized, but not as well as I would like. Those are true statements. I do not have as much shelf space as I need/would like. This is now, has always been and will probably always be a true statement. So there is going to be a spate of library organization in my near future. True. True. True....

Inside, I have managed to wipe out the plague of what GK identified as some kind of gnats. I've been quite busy scrubbing the kitchen to get rid of the icky feeling. The stove is practically sparkling, and it's amazing how much more counter space I have!

Also, I've been rearranging artwork. The grouping in the living room looks more balanced now, and I'm quite pleased by the dog run (hallway).

Time for a nap or something...TTFN.


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Comments

[fufaraw]

Sounds like a productive week in other ways, as well. I hear you on the dental woes. It looks like I have dentistry in my future, as well. Implants? Well, surely, if I was made of money and had a longer life expectancy. But the gaps where teeth have been pulled mean remaining teeth are drifting and becoming loose, and to halt, or at least slow that, there needs to be something in the gaps. I'm reluctant to crown perfectly good, functional teeth to anchor bridges, though. So we shall have to see what other methods are available.

I culled our books pretty ruthlessly when we moved from NC to PNW nine years ago, and chafed *a lot* while the ones we kept and moved with us sat in towers of boxes in closets and corners until shelf location was agreed on, and shelves installed last summer. At long last! As I started unpacking and being both realistic and ruthless again, I culled another seven small U-haul boxes of books--mostly popular fiction, which went straight to the local civic library. They were mostly thrilled, and what didn't get shelved with them went into the annual library sale, so we felt good about it. But shelving, sorting, shuffling, and reshelving went on for a couple of months. I love looking at the books, but as I sit here, I'm recognizing books neither of us will ever pick up and open again. It's actually painful letting them go, though!

Good luck with all your shelving. Just...don't crack one and start reading in the middle of everything. Not that I would know anything about that....

[vanillafluffy]

I hear you about the cost of dentistry. They mentioned dental coverage, but we looked into that and it would have seriously screwed with my primary benefits, so out of pocket it is--ouch! (But if I win the lottery, I'm making a serious investment in implants!)

I know I need to winnow again--somehow, a bunch of my late brother's books ended up in with mine--I would have preferred that they'd gone in the sale in Florida with the rest of them--believe me, I can think of a number of things that I would have rather paid to ship--things I thought I HAD shipped--it still makes me sick to think of some of the irreplaceable things I lost because *some* people were careless a-holes who didn't listen to me! (Not to mention the stuff that was stolen when I got here.) All I can do now is work with what I've got. I only have so much room, I keep telling myself. And that's a good point about how much of it I'm likely to read again in this lifetime. Of course, nobody knows how long they have--my dad make it to 75, that's what I'm shooting for!

The "Don't start reading" is excellent advise. That's why I do better when GK is there to crack the whip--although as I've mentioned, the constant questions make me crazy.

Blessed be!

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[thru_the_blinds]

Late to the party but I'm gonna comment anyway, dammit. ;-)

You have my utmost sympathy and understanding re: books. I probably mentioned it before but I originally had 3 bookcases (2 were about 6 feet tall and 3 feet wide, the other was about 4 feet tall and 2 feet wide) FULL of books when Asshat and I were together. These were just mine, not his. I was forced to cull them when I moved into the duplex after the divorce and I wound up with 1 completely full 6-foot tall bookcase at the duplex. Of course, I acquired a few more books in the 9+ years I lived there, so when I moved to the Lustron in February I got rid of a few more. It's SO hard... painful even. The good thing is that the ones I have now are all my cherished favorites that I've read over and over.

Also, I can honestly say I've never heard of a hallway referred to as a 'dog run' before. Interesting, and more than a little amusing! Is that a southern thing?

[vanillafluffy]

As someone who was responsible for at least two of those acquisitions, I hope I didn't add to your trauma. (What did you think of "Sinbad and Me", anyway? That's one of those books I've read repeatedly since age 11--it holds up pretty well, I think.)

Nope, dog-run isn't a Southern thing. It's the theme of the artwork, six assorted pics of dogs, including the smallest, a framed (used) Target GC with a sweet little bull terriers puppy!

[thru_the_blinds]

I still have "Sinbad and Me" but I haven't read it yet. While I love reading and do it all the time, most of it the last couple of years has been online because of my Carpal Tunnel. It's easier, as I can sit at my computer with my arms down (except for having to scroll occasionally) but when I'm holding a book my hands cramp and start to go numb after a few minutes. Drives me insane. I *will* get to it, now that I've got the medical wrist braces!

And awwwwww! I love the idea of the hallway with all the puppy pictures!! ♥

[vanillafluffy]

I'll have to see about getting a pic of the pics. And I'm way overdue for doing laundry, woe!

Not gonna happen this weekend, that's for sure....

[thru_the_blinds]

Forgot to mention, I did the same thing with the Oxycontin they prescribed after my dental visit 2 years ago. Filled that sucker immediately and then came straight home and cut them in half. I use them for migraines and the occasional earache, and usually half will do the trick. Out of 20 pills (40 halves) I've still got 15 pills (30 halves) more than 2 years later.

[vanillafluffy]

Last night was spectacularly bad--I took three whole tabs between 7 pm and 3 am, just to be able to sleep. Haven't had any this morning, not because it doesn't hurt, but because I'm worried I'll start bleeding again--I'm tired of the taste of blood. (Scared to spit in case I loosen the clot.) Gross!

[thru_the_blinds]

Wowza. Our pain tolerance is an individual/circumstantial thing but 3 tabs in one night is a lot. Is there anyone you can call about this? It does seem excessive - the pain, I mean - for the procedure you had done.

[vanillafluffy]

I had one upper tooth and one lower tooth removed and a filling done on the tooth next to the lower extraction. The upper tooth is the one giving me the most grief, although the back of my jaw where he stuck me ain't happy either. (This dentist is maybe 35, and kind of heavy-handed I wish I was rich enough to afford to fly out to see the oral surgeon I used to use in Florida--but if I could afford that, I could afford someone better right here.) Usually, I can handle a lot of pain, but last night, with FOUR things hurting at the same time,, it was like that scene in the original "Blade Runner" where Rutger Heuer crushes the guy's skull in his hands. Finally nodded off around three and slept intermittently til nine.