Sweet dreams
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norsegirlI'm having nightmares again. Or ones that I remember at any rate. Last night I dreamed my teeth were falling out. I do dream this a lot. In this case, I think I burnt my gums a little yesterday drinking overly hot tea and I flossed for the first time in let's not say how long, so there was a bit of pain there too. In fact, they still hurt now, so I can see where the dreams are finding inspiration. Anyway, I dream that they fall out. Not all at once, but one at a time over a period of time, and I felt like there was nothing I could do to stop the eventual, inevitable loss of all my teeth. I was trying. I think I had gotten braces in an attempt to keep them in. I was asking my mother what I should do about it. And here's where things went a little off-track from the usual... in the asking for help, me at my lowest point of the narrative, as I'm holding a tooth that has just fallen out and showing it to my mother, I'm being irritated by this Asian girl who has no idea what she's stumbled into, or that I might be embarrassed by my failings. Am I still that bothered that Diana was there to witness my desk packing and was too stupid to realize she was seeing me at a low point?
In other news, I finally got off my ass and saw a doctor last week for my wrist. It's been bugging me off and on since July. At some points it has been so bad that I simply choose not to use my right hand (like the entire drive home to Ontario where it sat in my lap motionless for 3 days). I hit a bad point again last week. I was taking the dogs on a walk. They were being their usual over-excited, uncontrollable selves. They took off from our front gate at a run, and when they hit the end of the leash, the pain was so great that I dropped the leashes. We live at the intersection of two major highways, so I can't even put into words how not good this is. Luckily their loyalty must have increased in the last few months because when I yelled for them to come back NOW, they both did. Lizzy did her old run back, tag and I'm off, but I was able to grab her. Anna came back and rolled over on her back next to me. Which was really surprising as she is the one least likely to listen most of the time. There must have been something in my voice this time...
So I got x-rays and bloodwork. The bloodwork was extensive and hurt like a sunovabitch. It even hurt when she lifted the cotton ball after the "apply pressure" part, and that NEVER hurt before. My mother figured because I had been in pain for so long that I was probably hypersensitive or something. However, judging by the toonie-sized bruise on the inside of my arm, I just figure she screwed up and went through the vein, which always hurts.
On the employment front, I think I've decided I want to try something different. Accounting may be a tolerable job, but I don't think I want to live with tolerable. If I have to live in Edmonton, and while I have a little bit of time to collect EI and think about where I want to go, I'm thinking it may be time to try to catch my dream job too. I'm not sure I want to talk about it too extensively yet as I'm not really fond of making statements of intent and then facing the possibility of public failure if I can't make it work.
And finally, next weekend is coronet and I KNOW I'm getting called into court. I have been chosen to replace the old principality exchequer, and thus am required to swear fealty, and I've been told we're doing the official change-over and swearing in court next weekend. So I'm thinking of making a new outfit. Not sure I'll be able to get it done, but it will be nice to try. I also have to get the spare room all cleared out for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rectangularcat, whose visit I am very much looking forward to. Lots to do before next weekend. Which means I should probably get off the internet and get to it.
In other news, I finally got off my ass and saw a doctor last week for my wrist. It's been bugging me off and on since July. At some points it has been so bad that I simply choose not to use my right hand (like the entire drive home to Ontario where it sat in my lap motionless for 3 days). I hit a bad point again last week. I was taking the dogs on a walk. They were being their usual over-excited, uncontrollable selves. They took off from our front gate at a run, and when they hit the end of the leash, the pain was so great that I dropped the leashes. We live at the intersection of two major highways, so I can't even put into words how not good this is. Luckily their loyalty must have increased in the last few months because when I yelled for them to come back NOW, they both did. Lizzy did her old run back, tag and I'm off, but I was able to grab her. Anna came back and rolled over on her back next to me. Which was really surprising as she is the one least likely to listen most of the time. There must have been something in my voice this time...
So I got x-rays and bloodwork. The bloodwork was extensive and hurt like a sunovabitch. It even hurt when she lifted the cotton ball after the "apply pressure" part, and that NEVER hurt before. My mother figured because I had been in pain for so long that I was probably hypersensitive or something. However, judging by the toonie-sized bruise on the inside of my arm, I just figure she screwed up and went through the vein, which always hurts.
On the employment front, I think I've decided I want to try something different. Accounting may be a tolerable job, but I don't think I want to live with tolerable. If I have to live in Edmonton, and while I have a little bit of time to collect EI and think about where I want to go, I'm thinking it may be time to try to catch my dream job too. I'm not sure I want to talk about it too extensively yet as I'm not really fond of making statements of intent and then facing the possibility of public failure if I can't make it work.
And finally, next weekend is coronet and I KNOW I'm getting called into court. I have been chosen to replace the old principality exchequer, and thus am required to swear fealty, and I've been told we're doing the official change-over and swearing in court next weekend. So I'm thinking of making a new outfit. Not sure I'll be able to get it done, but it will be nice to try. I also have to get the spare room all cleared out for
rectangularcat, whose visit I am very much looking forward to. Lots to do before next weekend. Which means I should probably get off the internet and get to it.
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Date: 2005-11-21 08:40 pm (UTC)I get those teeth-falling-out dreams too, and also fairly often. I guess I thought it was just me (you know my tooth-related history), but I guess there really is something Jungian going on there. For what I've read in the pst, it's a symbol of feeling a loss of control.
While I'm not happy to hear you've been in a bunch of pain, I'm glad you're seeing a doctor about it. I hope there's a good cure for you -- I know wrist stuff can be tricky.
It's good that you're taking this time to reassess and maybe explore new (and hopefully better) job/career options. When you're ready to share, i'm interested in hearin what you're thinking about. Good luck with it all!!
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Date: 2005-11-21 10:42 pm (UTC)As for the wrist stuff, it's wrists, ankles, back, everything. It just seems worst in that right wrist. Either I need to exercise more and get my muscles back in shape to support everything, or there's something bigger going wrong. I'll know soon enough, and I suspect it's the lazy thing. So no big deal.
As for the new path. I'll let you know when I've actually made some progress on it. I don't want to speak too soon and then have lack of momentum make me look stupid again. I hope I'll have something to say soon because I really shouldn't just be sitting here on my butt all the time.
The Tooth Horror
Date: 2005-11-22 03:53 am (UTC)Funny: I had braces,too, and they did NOTHING good. They gave me cavities. Also: the wiggling and doing of the teeth is not in your mind. It is real. "They" all say it's inflamed gums, or possibly bone loss in the jaw. Once the gums (and jaw) are ok, there will not be any wiggling. As "they" say. I hope so :)
How's the wrist?
Re: The Tooth Horror
Date: 2005-11-24 12:08 am (UTC)As for your teeth and the wigliness, mine come and go. A little care and they do seem to stabilize. Get thee some floss! The braces weren't the worst thing I ever had, and any cavities I got came WAY later. So I have only myself to blame.
As for the wrist, feeling better. Still no idea what is causing it and I fully expect it to come back again in a week or two. Like a bad boomerang.
Re: The Tooth Horror
Date: 2005-11-28 11:32 pm (UTC)In the meantime, one of my friends died, which adds to my general feeling of doom and gloom. In a while I will be more cheerful & reply more promptly. I hope your wrist is healing?
Re: The Tooth Horror
Date: 2005-11-29 06:15 am (UTC)Anyway, you have a few days. Floss a little before you go in. Generally it only takes a week to get things all in shape as far as gum health (or so said my hygenist once). Once or twice a day should do you.
Best of luck with the dentist and with having some more positive things in your life in the near future.