Monday, December 31, 2012
Watching the Up with Chris Hayes panel featuring Rich Lucibella
They flashed a bar graph on screen briefly of school homicides. I could not help noticing that the school homicide rate was much higher when a democrat has been in the White House. Coincidence, or psychic phenomenon?
Sunday, December 30, 2012
A toss-up
Wednesday is 3rd week post op appointment. It's difficult to say which I will miss least: the jaw bra or the resin plate wired to my upper teeth. I'm hoping for clearance Wednesday to travel home and finish my recovery at my house with my puppies. Yay!
Some stitches came out a few days ago and more came out today. Progress!
Some stitches came out a few days ago and more came out today. Progress!
Friday, December 28, 2012
Shawl #2 completed
This one is finished and now I'm on to the next project, but I'll probably start tomorrow. The pattern for this shawl includes a kind of fringe trim, but I made mine without. I don't know why, but I like the edge unadorned. On the first one, I accidentally used the wrong size hook to begin with, and I also started with a stitch that was too tight, and these factors made for edges that kind of curl up. I just need to block and stretch it. I'm enjoying crocheting, and the activity level is about perfect for my present energy.
Feeling better every day. :)
Feeling better every day. :)
Thursday, December 27, 2012
Music for going over cliffs, and such.
I showed some Tom Waits to Mom earlier on YouTube and we got some laughs out of it. Then tonight, oddly enough, a 1979 Austin City Limits with Tom Waits came on at 10:00 PM, and Dad and I watched that, and laughed some more. Dad said "whatever he is on must be really good."
Heh.
Slept very late, with strange, vivid dreams. Danger leapt all around me, but I was not afeared. Sleeping pill again tonight. Yes, I think so, yesh. Yesh.
Heh.
Slept very late, with strange, vivid dreams. Danger leapt all around me, but I was not afeared. Sleeping pill again tonight. Yes, I think so, yesh. Yesh.
Returning to the right again
Got to Knox/Henderson early for my appointment with my surgeon (more on that later) and popped by a favorite boutique, Emeralds To Coconuts, where I picked up this pair and 2 other coolie cheapie slippers. Friend Lin opined in a missive that the world is returning to right again when I am in shoe acquisition mode.
La!
Lost 5 pounds since last week. Bite not closing as preferred, Dr snapped some hellacious elastics on from top to bottom to better guide the settling of my bite , and hopefully spare me some time in the orthodontic correction stage. My choppers are fairly screaming, so I just took a pain pill which I hope will afford me the oblivion of sleep.
Stopped at Costco and picked up super-rich lobster bisque and the makings of a cheese soup. Going to try to stem the weight loss, since I need to be a bone building factory, just now. Still, the bands and the resin plate make eating so very tiresome. The lobster bisque is yum, though, and hopefully it will satisfy on many levels.
This evening, the first of several zones of oral sutures has sprung itself, to my relief. Even well-tucked, the free ends are pokey. This is all going well and I feel fortunate, even with these wicked new elastics. I will not be a baby. But I will make free with the pain meds.
La!
Lost 5 pounds since last week. Bite not closing as preferred, Dr snapped some hellacious elastics on from top to bottom to better guide the settling of my bite , and hopefully spare me some time in the orthodontic correction stage. My choppers are fairly screaming, so I just took a pain pill which I hope will afford me the oblivion of sleep.
Stopped at Costco and picked up super-rich lobster bisque and the makings of a cheese soup. Going to try to stem the weight loss, since I need to be a bone building factory, just now. Still, the bands and the resin plate make eating so very tiresome. The lobster bisque is yum, though, and hopefully it will satisfy on many levels.
This evening, the first of several zones of oral sutures has sprung itself, to my relief. Even well-tucked, the free ends are pokey. This is all going well and I feel fortunate, even with these wicked new elastics. I will not be a baby. But I will make free with the pain meds.
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
On my way to 2 week post op visit with surgeon.
Driving myself, navigating downtown Dallas traffic.
Pretty day. Wish my tires had more tread on 'em!
Pretty day. Wish my tires had more tread on 'em!
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Merry Christmas to all
Here's wishing happy warm times to all of you this Christmas.
Myself, I'm thankful to be in the company of my family, and so looking forward to getting home to my furballs, hopefully before the new year.
XOXO
Myself, I'm thankful to be in the company of my family, and so looking forward to getting home to my furballs, hopefully before the new year.
XOXO
Saturday, December 22, 2012
This will have to be quick, having popped my painkiller/sleep aid combo, but something's been stick in my craw and I've finally hit upon it.
Jean-Baptiste Emanuel zorg.
In luc besson's 1997 dystopian Sci-Fi romp, bad guy zorg is masterfully portrayed by Gary Oldman who says the characterization is a composite drawn from such sources as bugs Bunny and Ross Perot.
What excited me was that I've seen articles in recent times declaring the twilight of the redneck. It was therefore slow to seep in, but at least some folk speculate that not only will rednecks be with us in centuries to come, but that may well be Running a lot of shit, too.
Oldman gobbles up several dimensions of scenery with a wink, and all those times it didn't occurr to me just how that accent/farm aesthetic really stuck out in that context. Now that I've noticed it, I love it even more.
Tee hee.
In luc besson's 1997 dystopian Sci-Fi romp, bad guy zorg is masterfully portrayed by Gary Oldman who says the characterization is a composite drawn from such sources as bugs Bunny and Ross Perot.
What excited me was that I've seen articles in recent times declaring the twilight of the redneck. It was therefore slow to seep in, but at least some folk speculate that not only will rednecks be with us in centuries to come, but that may well be Running a lot of shit, too.
Oldman gobbles up several dimensions of scenery with a wink, and all those times it didn't occurr to me just how that accent/farm aesthetic really stuck out in that context. Now that I've noticed it, I love it even more.
Tee hee.
Friday, December 21, 2012
Crocheting again
Slept like a log last night.
Sitting with a lap blanket on and working on a shawl I started a few weeks ago for my niece. Feeling okay. Feeling better. Sleep did me a lot of good. I hope to complete this project in the next day. Will show you when it is done. :)
Sitting with a lap blanket on and working on a shawl I started a few weeks ago for my niece. Feeling okay. Feeling better. Sleep did me a lot of good. I hope to complete this project in the next day. Will show you when it is done. :)
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Reflections one week post operation
Wow. I suppose it does not seem a week ago because I was foggy the first few days after. Overall, I think I'm doing quite well. I've tapered way off the pain meds to a whole one at bedtime and half one with breakfast. I don't have much discomfort now, but the dizziness of pain meds was getting to me. I've not managed a full night of sleep, so in a short while I'm taking a sleep aid. I've also mostly slept in Mom's electric recliner, but I'm trying to make it through the night in bed this time.
I was surprised that as Andie predicted, I've not felt like crocheting. Maybe tomorrow, but I'm not holding my breath.
Mouth cleanup after eating is a major pain, but a necessary evil. Can't afford to let nastiness breakout so close to ground zero. Or in general.
Sensation is returning rather quickly in most spots. I still have the sensation of rubber extensions on my lips and nose. Sometimes my nose itches and scratching does not satisfy.
Drove to CvS today and shuffled through the store in houseshoes and with my jaw-bra tastefully concealed in a lovely silk scarf. Schnoobie has declared me a zombie fashionista. La! I know I look startling to people because I look like a monchichi. Remember those? Just don't expect to see me with thumbs buried knuckle-deep in my nose-holes.
Everything is SUCH a production. I tire quite quickly. The heart is willing but the rest of me is wimpy in the extreme.
The swelling is going down, by and by, but one nice by-product has been the plumping effect on wrinkles. I could be 20! Matter of fact, later on I'll dig up the teenager on YouTube who had this surgery and could be my twin.
Weather is getting cold which will keep me further cooped up, but I'll settle for not getting sick. Glad I did this and I think recovery is coming at a nice pace. Looking forward to seeing my pups, though, hopefully at the end of next week.
I was surprised that as Andie predicted, I've not felt like crocheting. Maybe tomorrow, but I'm not holding my breath.
Mouth cleanup after eating is a major pain, but a necessary evil. Can't afford to let nastiness breakout so close to ground zero. Or in general.
Sensation is returning rather quickly in most spots. I still have the sensation of rubber extensions on my lips and nose. Sometimes my nose itches and scratching does not satisfy.
Drove to CvS today and shuffled through the store in houseshoes and with my jaw-bra tastefully concealed in a lovely silk scarf. Schnoobie has declared me a zombie fashionista. La! I know I look startling to people because I look like a monchichi. Remember those? Just don't expect to see me with thumbs buried knuckle-deep in my nose-holes.
Everything is SUCH a production. I tire quite quickly. The heart is willing but the rest of me is wimpy in the extreme.
The swelling is going down, by and by, but one nice by-product has been the plumping effect on wrinkles. I could be 20! Matter of fact, later on I'll dig up the teenager on YouTube who had this surgery and could be my twin.
Weather is getting cold which will keep me further cooped up, but I'll settle for not getting sick. Glad I did this and I think recovery is coming at a nice pace. Looking forward to seeing my pups, though, hopefully at the end of next week.
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Mind over... mutter
Life has taken on a weird sort of routine orbiting the care and maintenance of my new oral ball of wax. I have a resin plate wired to the underside of my upper teeth, so my teeth don't have actual contact yet. All the extra wires/apparatus means that this rich diet I'm eating gets mucked up in there with remarkable efficiency, so cleanup is a big job. I seem to be spending about an hour a day cleaning my mouth.
This morning i weighed myself and saw the needle 3# lower than yesterday. This is not good. I drove (yes!) to Sonic for a chili cheese Tater tots. Took a fork and mooshed them up. After nomming them for about 30 minutes, I felt I had to give up on them. Then the cleanup began. Unfortunately, a hunk of tater lodged itself between the resin plate and the roof of my mouth. No amount of brushing or swishing would serve to dislodge the offending particle. Using my recently acquired knowledge of anatomy, I told myself that the amylase in my saliva would work on the potato and it would dislodge. It stayed snugly in place all day. I considered naming it.
After dinner, I got out the water pik(lowest setting) and determined to get out the offending article however long it should take. Turns out, it was a hunk of meat from the chili. But it came out, by golly. And amylase would have had no effect on the meat hunk.
Found a good white noise app and got some great sleep this morning. 2nd week post op appointment is one week from today. Feeling dramatically better today, but I still have monkey face. I actually put on clothes today. Yes, I wore pajamas to the dr yesterday. I feel entitled.
Ramping down on the hydrocodone. Hoping tonight will be the first night to sleep all the way through.
I would sport with your intelligence if I did not admit that focusing narrowly on my own la di da has been a huge relief given the recent news. There's nothing to be done beyond grieving in the face of such an evil act, and to grieve in turn at the outrageous compromising of our liberties by self-seeking "leaders" who politicize the deaths of children to make political hay. Enforce the laws on the books. We can't guarantee a crazy person won't go on a murderous rampage. Full stop.
How about addressing from the mental health angle? I suppose that would be relevant and make sense, so that angle will be ignored.
This morning i weighed myself and saw the needle 3# lower than yesterday. This is not good. I drove (yes!) to Sonic for a chili cheese Tater tots. Took a fork and mooshed them up. After nomming them for about 30 minutes, I felt I had to give up on them. Then the cleanup began. Unfortunately, a hunk of tater lodged itself between the resin plate and the roof of my mouth. No amount of brushing or swishing would serve to dislodge the offending particle. Using my recently acquired knowledge of anatomy, I told myself that the amylase in my saliva would work on the potato and it would dislodge. It stayed snugly in place all day. I considered naming it.
After dinner, I got out the water pik(lowest setting) and determined to get out the offending article however long it should take. Turns out, it was a hunk of meat from the chili. But it came out, by golly. And amylase would have had no effect on the meat hunk.
Found a good white noise app and got some great sleep this morning. 2nd week post op appointment is one week from today. Feeling dramatically better today, but I still have monkey face. I actually put on clothes today. Yes, I wore pajamas to the dr yesterday. I feel entitled.
Ramping down on the hydrocodone. Hoping tonight will be the first night to sleep all the way through.
I would sport with your intelligence if I did not admit that focusing narrowly on my own la di da has been a huge relief given the recent news. There's nothing to be done beyond grieving in the face of such an evil act, and to grieve in turn at the outrageous compromising of our liberties by self-seeking "leaders" who politicize the deaths of children to make political hay. Enforce the laws on the books. We can't guarantee a crazy person won't go on a murderous rampage. Full stop.
How about addressing from the mental health angle? I suppose that would be relevant and make sense, so that angle will be ignored.
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