Read As: OW!!

I took yesterday off. This tooth pain needed to be dealt with.

I was able to book transport to a 'walk in and wait' emergency dentist and learned that I must have popped a filling loose (probably from crunching atomic fireballs). The tooth can't be saved with another filling. It can only be saved with a root canal and a crown, which my insurance won't pay for. So, the only other option is extraction.

This means I'm starting to lose teeth on the right side too. Pretty soon I won't be able to chew anything unless I start seeing a regular dentist (regularly) and work my way up to getting implants.

Yesterday's hygienist did give me a hot tip, though. She told me that if I just muscle through the week or so of bleeding gums from flossing, that metal hook will hurt a lot less during the exam. So, it's possible that I'll have some time to sort that out.

The dentist was a snotty bitch though. She refused to help me out with the pain. She was all "I don't prescribe narcotics if that's what you're hinting at." and I'm just sitting there thinking "I hinted at nothing, bitch, I'm in pain!"

One of my very good Facebook friends came through with some home remedies for tooth pain. Rinsing with warm/hot water with salt and pepper seems to help the discomfort sometimes. I'm going to be contacting my primary care physician in a bit and asking her to help me get into the oral surgery at the U of M. They did my last two extractions, and it sucked, but they at least gave me pain killers.

So, for now, the battle plan is brushing/flossing twice a day - after breakfast and dinner. I need to toughen up these gums.

Now I really wish Bran hadn't taken the Ninja with him… I only have my crappy blender to make the post extraction, hole healing, smoothie.  Grr.

Mental Health / Unfuck Yourself:

 - Therapy - The depression is as bad as ever, and you know what? I'm actually using the damn tooth as an excuse to not be social. How's that for knowing where I stand?

 - Writing - Am I using the tooth as an excuse here too? I could probably power through the pain and keep writing, but I sure as hell don't want to. It sure feels like I'm blaming the tooth for a lot.

 - Reading - Now, this I have no fucking problem with. I'm already 1/3 of the way through book 4 of the Awake in the Dark series and I'm pretty much sucking down a book a day. All I can really think about it is getting everything else settled (like this entry) so I can get right back to it!

 - Sleep / Fitbit - We are WAY the fuck off - Fitbit recorded all the lounging and reading time as sleep time… it seems to think I slept for over 12 hours… um… nope.

 - Fur-babies - Nothing new to report.

Physical Health / Unfuck Yourself:

 - INR - It was 3.9 according to the meter on Wednesday, so we did a blood draw. I haven't been able to answer my phone when the clinic called to adjust my meds, but this is another thing that's going to fuck with my tooth extraction. On the day of, my INR needs to be below 3, or they won't do it… so this is going to take timing and medication adjustments and all kinds of fuckery.

 - Nervous System - Despite everything else, I was doing really well here! My body didn't ask for much in the way of adjustments and we're pushed out two weeks again for my next visit. I just seem to hold together well, which is a really good thing.

Relationships / Family:

 - Bran - We are deep deep in the dark waters of 'same shit different day'.

I don’t even get sadistic pleasure out of how miserable he is with the screeching harpy and her abominations anymore.

Yes, he hurt me a LOT demanding that life for himself. He demanded to be with her and the kids and he wanted me separate from them. He had himself convinced that I was the toxic one.

He's learned his lesson and he's learned it the hard way.

This is not the life he wants anymore.

So, why is he still stuck there?

What lesson still needs to be learned that Karma still demands this price?

Someone, please tell me, because this fucking sucks.

 - The Unicorn - Her next visit isn't until the 15th… I'm not sure what's going on with my period, but I'm just hoping that I don't get it right about that time again. It sucks having someone else around when having to be disgusting.

Relationships / Sweeties:

[ If you're a reader and having trouble keeping the code named sweeties straight, look up above this entry and below the header. There's a link to a list of names/bios there. - this is a work in progress, so if you're a sweetie and you don't see your name listed, don't worry, I'll get to you. ]

 - Recent Encounters - I have a date tomorrow and part of me really wants to back out of it because of the tooth… But, he seems like a really nice guy, so…

 - Updates on Favorites -

 - Blue Falcon - I put him down as my emergency contact yesterday, which he didn't mind one bit.

I'm looking forward to seeing him again soon. I know we're planning on the Farmers Market this weekend, and then there's movie night which will probably be prefaced by some Supernatural and Twin Peaks… hopefully some snuggles and some other naked antics as well.

The Blue Falcon always gets a pass.

I'll be naughty with him anytime, tooth pain or not.

Relationships / Potentials and Honorable Mentions:

 - The One Timers - One Pump Chuck messaged me last night… I guess he's still around, just busy with work. *shrug* whatever. I don't really care. I'm not going back to the Chamber of Snuggles with him ever again.

 - The Hopefuls - There was this guy a few months back who totally stood me up because he chickened out. He thought I was going to murder him or something. And then he kept sniffing around asking for a second chance, which I never gave to him. He finally either deactivated his account on Fet or Blocked me. I was so fucking relieved! I can't even begin to tell you how happy it would make me if he stopped pestering me.

 - Honorable Mentions - Nothing new to report.

End Notes:

So, this is pretty much it… about the time that I get this posted and take care of some phone calls, I'll be shutting down for the day and just reading.

My tooth doesn't even hurt all that much, but I seem to feel like it's enough of a crutch to get me out of the shit I know I should be doing to be at least moderately productive.

*sigh*

Whatever…

Fuck it.