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oi that hurt
2003-08-18 19:50:59
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OWWWWWWWWWW
That has been me for the last 3 days.
Ya see after coming back from Otakon, those mountains had put quite a pain in one of my lower wisdom teeth. For those of you who know the 'chart' it was number 17.
I figured it was a headache from stress at first, or air pressure popping my ears.
Well forward in time to Thursday of last week and you have me desperately taking pain killer after pain killer trying to numb this horrible pain. It was the kind that makes you scream...it wasn't constant...it came and went in intervals but when it came there was nothing I could do to escape it. It was 3 fold, a horrible headache behind my eyes, an earache like someone was hammering an ice pick into my ear...and the pain under my wisdom tooth was like no other. It's the kind of pain that makes you wish you were dead @_@
For 2 nights I did not sleep, Kevin there not knowing what to do for me...he kept wanting me to go to the hospital but I don't like asking for help. It's kinda like a surrender to me...even when I split my head open after the bike accident at the OSU - NEWARK bike path, and I was lying on the sidewalk in a daze (I gotta write that story sometime) I got to my feet really wobbly and went to the stream down the hill to wash off, bleeding all over myself...not wanting to bother anyone to get help or go anywhere. I just waited until it was dark enough to manage back to the car...and then spent a week self bandaging myself...
So...anyway...I don't tend to go for help even when I need it. God, I am stubborn.
But last night I couldn't take anymore. I had gone 2 nights without sleep, crying at times from the pain...knowing I needed the tooth out but it was a weekend for one, and we don't have the cash for it on the other hand. Of course I don't have dental insurance either...
All I wanted was some relief. I didn't know what I was going to do in the future about the tooth, I was having a hard enough time with the present. Kevin took me to the emergency room and I waited inside listening to a todder screaming (yeah that helps my throbbing ear..help me take my mind off the tooth *_*) and then got checked in. They told me someone with a bleeding ear was ahead of me so I told them I understood and went outside to pace waiting for my turn.
Got back there, and mind you...no amount of benzocaine (numbing agents like Ambisol) had helped me before...I had all 4 kinds of the OTC pain killers back home and nothing had tamed the pain. Kevin tried to keep my mind off things by asking me show rabbit questions...well..he tried.
They came in with a shot (I HATE needles but was I glad to see it!!) and got me in the hip. They said it would hurt so I told Kevin to sing. He sang the star spangled banner. Again...he tried :) But it took 30 minutes for the shot to work and then only worked for 2 hours against the pain.
An hour later they told me what I already knew, that the tooth had to come out. But hospitals don't do that. So he gave me some vicadin and 2 penicillin pills to take.
Well after the shot started up I felt a little better. Very briefly. I tried eating something but the mix of drugs must have been a bad cocktail because I spent the night ralphing my guts out. Inbetween crying again....
At 4 am I couldn't stand it and had to do something...so Kevin drove us out to the bike path and I ran for 40 minutes...you have to imagine my state of mind...it was like...I can't stand this pain! It won't go away and running didn't cure it but it got my mind off of it.
Fast forward to 8 am. I had collapsed into a very restless sleep (kept waking up every 20 minutes to put a cold compress on my face) Kevin called a dentist the hospital had recommended. My apointment was at 3:30. My legs were sore and my body heavy from the drugs, but I lay in bed until 1pm and got up and held Kia for awhile watching women on PBS shatter plates to make mosaic cups :/
At 3:00 Kevin came with an advance check he got from his Boss for 95 dollars, the price of the extraction. At 3:30 I was there grimacing while I filled out my paper work and waited only 3 minutes before going back for my X-ray.
The dentist was an avid hunter, and there were dead animals all over his practice. I went past a Civet and mule deer on my way to the room. The nurse was impressed with me, since I had no piercings of any kind (not even earrings) and said I don't drink or smoke. She said I was a good kid...I said I try. Apparently that is rare when you are a dentist in a college town.
In just a few minutes they led me to the chair and I asked what kind of numbing do they use. Injections of benzocaine and laughing gas if I wanted it. I said I did...I have had extractions before with local numbing and I wanted just a little bit better this time.
The laughing gas was supposed to make me feel drunk...but if that is what being drunk is like I don't know what the fuss was about. I was even able to carry on a conversation with the assistant about the dead animals everywhere. Well, :) taxidermy anyway.
The doc comes back and sits down with the shots, they hurt a little but I felt it was easier to ignore them with the gas. He was gone again for about 5 minutes waiting for them to kick in. It took him all of 20 seconds to get the wisdom tooth out.
I was quite impressed, relieved and grateful :) Gauze in mouth and feeling all numb, I am here in front of the computer at 8pm. I'm not too disfigured to be in public...no drooling or anything ^_~
And I am so glad all that is over...I am lucky to have a boyfriend who helped me out instead of running in fear that I may kill him out of pain the last several days ^_^ Thanks Kevin!
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2003-08-15 21:57:01
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Back from Otakon
2003-08-11 12:06:15
Well we ended up leaving early on Sunday instead of staying until the next day...missed the ships but it was for a good cause. It was the have a whole wad o' cash leftover cause :p Leaving Sunday meant an extra 100 bucks saved.
Flint the Dwarf and Chaos Angel were pretty cool ^_^ I got to hang out with them a bunch. I missed meeting Fungie (and a whole slew of others) because of the combination of 2 days with 4 hours of sleep leading to a missed ride over to the con cause I wanted to sleep another hour (d'oh) . That lead to calling a cab to get over there quickly before the contest started leading to an hour of angry calling and waiting...then an expensive cab ride (from another company) over to the con at 2:30. In other words, I missed out on a whole lot.
I did get my video played on Saturday. Matt is the greatest ^_^ He put together a tape of the videos that almost made it into the contest. The room was pretty full and by the time the consolation tape was over people were chanting for more. I guess they liked them. They didn't like the Pedro joke in my video though....:/ <----confused
Ocean city was interesting. I got to go into the ocean once more. Like last year, I found I have a fear of being bait. Kevin said there were no sharks near Baltimore. I said it's very very unlikely but it's possible! So later we walk down the boardwalk to the small museum they had.
Guess what was there? The replicas of the biggest FREAKING Mako and Tiger sharks I have ever seen! Caught off the coast of Ocean city! Granted they were like 20 and 10 years ago respectively, but still! I'll get my feet wet, get hit by a few waves...but that is about it for me. No boarding...espescially if I am going to the other coast where my irrational fear turns out to be a bit more justified.
I'll make up a con report soon. It's only Saturday but I got do to some fun stuff. I saw the best RPG parody ever on Saturday night I simply must make a synopsis about!
In other brief news....I have a slut for a guinea pig -_-. When we got back, Dutch had broken open the coroplast lid we had made to cover her side of the cage, (must have jumped a whole foot straight up into the fricken air! Then land without breaking the lid) and found a way to make into Fred's place on the other side...he had a coroplast lid too. Nothing was destroyed and I would swear someone had lifted her out but that isn't what happened. 5 minutes after I put her back I heard a loud thump and the little tramp had jumped back in with him. Fred is stupid and just sat there staring at her even when I got there. But she may have gone to all this trouble if she was in heat. --__-- so now I have to wait 3 weeks to check to see if she is pregnant again. Noooo!!!!!
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it just saddens the heart
2003-07-21 16:23:06
Living in Athens Ohio...it's an odd place. A very small town in Appalachia Ohio. Ohio (and appalachia) is quite coneservative in it's views...even though it's actions are often oxymoronic, slutty even, and hypocritical. (You'd know what the heck I meant if you lived here)
Athens though is quite liberal in it's majority. A large university and large student body. There is an independent news paper here, a free one supported by it's local business advertisment, that is very liberal at times but prints objective views as well.
I am kind of thankfull at times when I can come across something like this:
http://www.athensnews.com/issue/article.php3?story_id=13516
something I would normally only find on the internet. It's very sad but I know the story already. My friend was supposed to come back two weeks ago. He last emailed before getting on his plane for South Carolina. Haven't heard a word from him since but he told us nearly every mail how much he just wanted to be home.
But he did his job like he was supposed to. I don't want to know if he had to kill someone. I won't ask him...but I'll be selfish enough to be glad he's home even though there are people being shot daily. It gives me selfish relief to not have to quickly look at the names of the recently dead and then breathe again when it's not his name. I feel sorry for his mom. We had to call her several times when she didn't have email (the only kind of communication he could use) to let her know he emailed us and that he was ok. I almost have no right to worry when I heard how relieved she was in her voice. His father (her husband) died in front of him at nearly 10 years of age and there is a little sister in the house....I can't imagine what she must have thought about on a daily basis.
Jesus. If Bush gets re-relected this country is really full of nothing but dumb@$$es. Sometimes war is necessary and lives are given for freedom. This is not like that, not at all..the givernment declares end to war and dis-acknowledges the daily deaths at it's top most levels. The people over there know what it's all about more than we ever could. the Bush administration needs to take it's freaking blinders off. -
oh....it hurts!
2003-07-11 13:35:56
Yeesh. Who knew that 48 hour weeks could be so harsh on a body? Working in the sanding and shaping woodcrafts department of a major manufactuer can be brutal. Perhaps...if the breaks were longer than 10 minutes each...but I walk away with a whole 10 hour's pay a day at 9.00 an hour and the 8 hours at the end of the week pays 13. Not too shabby. But still meager considering the funds needed to set up homestead on the other side of the continent.
The company is Longaberger, that weird basket maker. I say weird because they can sell a basket (JUST a basket...no toys, food or fruit inside ^_~ ) for $130...to people....people who claim to be sane....
Ahh well. They are paying the bills. The place happens to be a good hour and a half away from me. It's actually 2 minutes from my mom's house. I tried staying there....lasted 2 days before I decided 4 hours on the road a day (and while working an 8pm to 6 am shift) was a fair price to pay for my sanity. You just can't go back....I'll just drive from my apartment thanks...
Got to go berry picking. I swear a black bear was in the bushes and took off when I got there. They live in Ohio, love berries and it was definitely not a deer that ran. I was by myself in the far corner of a big field at the edge of the woods but I held my ground. Black bears are not grizzlys. They are actually pretty small. One could still render me dead, but since I look bigger, standing up and it's like a stocky dog, size says they'll run away thankfully.
My guinea pig Dutch had her babies. They are very cute. I have a lot of sympathy for my pig now...Seriously...I have no idea how she got them out...The big one is about 1/3 of her size, fully developed, and ready to go when it was born. There is a runt that is much smaller and hopefully will live. I was going to supplement it with kitten milk, but it seems to have gotten bigger in the last 24 hours, is warmer and it has gotten something in it's stomach. I want to keep that one...it's so...docile for a guinea pig. It's sibling is a mama's boy and whines when it's away from the mom...it's pretty funny to hear them communicate in their clucking noises.
So far the runt has picked up the name Kia. The older one is going to my brother and sister in law so they'll have to name it. It's picked up the temporary name Boonet.
I think I have missed my online comics the most this week, since I have not been online since I started working Sunday night/Monday morning. Ahh I have a whole list of things I want to do before I move and there aren't enough weekends in the months ahead! Cause...I gotta sleep now....
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