Ok...So Tuesday Has To Be Better Right?

When I left off from the post before last I told you I was happy Monday had arrived since my weekend hadn't been that great. Little did I know it wasn't going to get better just yet.

I didn't sleep well because we had incredibly strong winds. There was no way I could sleep through it. But that was ok because the dentist's office called and wanted me to come in at 2 PM. They had no trouble putting my crown back on which I was extremely thankful for. The bad news was it takes 24 hours for the cement to set up which meant no chewing. So I still couldn't eat anything solid. At this point I am starving! I can't wait for some solid food today. While cheese soup and protein drinks are fine, they don't make for a fulfilling day.

When I got home from the dentist I discovered a huge branch from the neighbors tree had broken off and was laying in the street in front of our mail boxes. I limped over to their house, but they weren't home. So I just had to suck it up, knee and all and move it myself since was so far out into the street.

I came in and let the dogs out into the back yard and went downstairs to call my Mom. A half hour later I went to get them so I could take a nap before R came home. I called for them and nothing. I called again thinking they were around the corner of the house. Nothing. Suddenly I was gripped with a panic because I just knew what had happened. I hobbled down the stairs and looked around on the far side of the house to see a huge section of my fence laying down. The wind was truly brutal. The dogs were gone.

My dogs are nice dogs and they are good dogs, but they are not particularly bright dogs. I was terrified I was going to find one of them in the street having been hit by a car, and they had a half hour to go roaming. I called R in a panic and asked him to come home. Luckily today he was working in town.

Then I got in the car and drove slowly all over the neighborhood calling for them and asking people I saw out on the street if they had seen them. Nothing. I drove around for about 20 minutes calling and looking and finally came home to see if someone had found them and called our number which is on their tags.

Still nothing, so I called the Humane Society to leave a message on their lost and found line. I tried, unsuccessfully to compose myself and not be stressed and then I went outside to call for them again. I called and heard a jingling of a collar. I looked but didn't see anything. I called and heard it again so I walked over and peek through our back gate. Nothing. I figured it must be the neighbor's dog in their backyard and peeked through their gate too. I still didn't see anything.

I called again and heard the jingling again. I walked back over and peeked through our gate again to see my two little ragamuffins peeking through the gate as if to say well duh we are right here Mom! I was so relieved I almost cried. I ushered them into the house hugging them and calling them smart puppies. They didn't seem to understand what all the fuss was about but gratefully accepted the treats I gave them anyway.

R came home and spent the next two hours fixing the fence. Then he came in and made me homemade cheese soup. I am not sure whose day was worse...his since he also had to deal with my issues, or mine. We both collapsed into bed at 9 PM completely exhausted, and in an uncharacteristic moment I fell asleep almost instantly.

Luckily they are saying the wind is finally going to end today after three days of it. Maybe I can get some sleep and get through the day without a crisis! Despite everything, I am still thinking positively, so HA, take that negative energy!

If all goes well, I will be starting on a new bear today. Keep your fingers crossed for me! Have a great day all! Hugs, K. <3

Things That Go Crack In The Night

About 3:30 this morning I broke a piece out of my tooth. It was a molar and I have no idea how it happened. Of course it feels HUGE. R looked at it when he got up with his trusty LED flashlight. He said it wasn't that bad, but I have a space between where my teeth used to meet up. It doesn't go all the way to the gum, but it goes pretty high up.

I have really strong teeth. I brush and floss religiously, and even use my waterpik sometimes, so I am not sure what happened. When I get up I am going to call the dentist. It's a tad sore, but it doesn't seem to be sensitive to hot or cold so the nerve isn't exposed which is good. I am not sure what the dentist does for that. But I am hoping he can do something. It has me a bit freaked out.

In the mean time if any of you have any information on what they do, it would probably set my mind at ease a bit. I have one crown and I don't relish the thought of another one. I can't stand the one I have. I have issues with anything fake being part of my body.

I had something else I had planned on posting about this morning, but I guess it will keep til my little crisis is over.

Terror (Not A Post For The Squeamish)

I don't have a fear of the dentist the way most people do. I have had several fillings, two root canals, all my wisdom teeth and an impacted molar pulled, and a crown. None of it really phased me a whole lot. The doctor scares me much more than the dentist.

However this Thursday I am finally going to the oral surgeon for gum grafts. I was supposed to go in June, and put it off because you can't eat normally for a few weeks and it takes a full nine months to completely heal. Summer involves BBQ's and trips and I didn't want to have to deal with it. Plus I thought it would be easier to handle during soup weather.

Apparently I brush my teeth too hard and it has worn away my gums on the four corners. I have to be honest...I am just terrified. It all sounds so Frankenstein-esque.

Before they suggested this, I had never heard of gum grafts. I figured if your gums receded that was that. I was both happy and nervous to find out they can fix it.

This is your last chance to turn back, I am going to get graphic now, so if it bothers you...don't read any further!

The procedure involves making a vertical slit in your gum, and then they slide a piece of "human tissue material on a synthetic matrix" under there and stitch it closed. After nine months your own tissue takes over and the original is gone.

The human tissue material sounds really disturbing. He assured me that no one has ever had any problems with it ever. Let's hope I am not the first. The stitches part is bothering me too. I have issues with anything unnatural going into my skin, this includes needles. It's a miracle I have pierced ears or two small tattoos.

Another issue I have is that I never get numb at the dentist. They never believe me either. Luckily this guy did. He said some people have very deep set nerve endings and sometimes dentists don't get far enough up with the Novocain to numb them. The next time I find a disbelieving dentist I am going to mention that! It would save the extra expense and risk of having IV sedation or the pain of just grinning and bearing it...which I have had to do a couple times.

They also want me to take a Xanax before I go in. I have never taken a Xanax and that makes me a bit nervous as well. Sometimes drugs effect me in strange ways other than how they are supposed to, and I am not sure what a Xanax will do to me.

The girl on the phone reassured me it was no big deal and they do it all the time. Well ok...they do it all the time...I don't! So to me it's pretty terrifying.

I am trying to be that brave, tough girl I am...and I am failing miserably. I wasn't this scared over my shoulder surgery, hand surgery or my hysterectomy. Maybe it's because for those, I knew I would sleep through it.

So as we draw near to Thursday, my posts might get a little odd...if they do, just know it's the terror talking!