Monday, February 25, 2013
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Dental Update, Blogger Problem Continues
Thanks to everyone who has offered me their good wishes & prayers regarding my dental problems. The endodontist returned my call yesterday & apparently the swelling means I have an infection for which he prescribed a week's worth of amoxicillin. He also told me I could increase my hydrocodone from 1 to 1.5 pills every 6 hours. The increased dosage works well but only lasts for 4 hours. I spend the remaining 2 hours urging the hands of the clock to move quickly so I can get another hydrocodone fix. At least things are getting a little better pain wise. The swelling really doesn't seem to be lessening very much though. I guess it takes time.
Last night I had John take a couple photos of me in all my swollen glory thinking I might share one with you. However, the photos of the swelling, along with no makeup, eyes red from crying, & hair pulled back from my face, were not what you'd call flattering; therefore, here's a photo of me in healthier times.
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Wednesday, February 20, 2013
IHKW Report ... & More
I'm a bit late doing my International Hermit & Knit Weekend report. In my post this past Saturday, I mentioned that I would be going back to the endodontist on Monday to have the second root canal infection treated. I wrote that I anticipated a simple procedure, quick healing, & little, if any, pain. Remind me not to anticipate things anymore. The procedure itself lasted an hour & consisted of drilling a hole through my crown, through the metal post it was attached to, removing the old root canal filling material, & treating the infection. The root canal was then filled with new filling material, the hole in the post repaired, & then the hole in the crown repaired. I wondered how in the world a hole could be drilled in my crown without damaging it but I figured this procedure has been done thousands if not millions of times throughout the world so I had no worries. However, the endodontist filled the hole in the crown with regular cavity filling material & told me I now need to see a regular dentist to have the hole filled with porcelain, if possible. If it's not possible, I will need a new crown. Isn't that nice? I just bought this crown last year & now I might need to buy another one?
Before the endodontist started my procedure, he said he was going to need to numb me (duh) & I asked him to shoot me with enough novocaine to numb an elephant. He stated that I probably didn't need a whole lot but thankfully he gave me a whole lot anyway & I felt no pain during the procedure. I was not even worried when I heard him say "I can't believe how long this root is" or "I need a longer file." I only had mild concern when he filed & filed & filed away at this second infected root canal, just like he did with the first one. It never occurred to me that I would have any problems.
We didn't get back home until quite late (6 p.m.). I was feeling a little sore as the novocaine wore off but it was nothing I couldn't handle. The soreness seemed to intensify as it got closer to bedtime & I decided to take one of the leftover pain pills that he prescribed for me after the surgery in January. I woke up yesterday morning still feeling quite sore. The soreness turned to pain. I tried to hold out as long as I could, wanting to take another pain pill at bedtime so I would sleep, but by 8 o'clock I couldn't wait any longer. I was feeling like my face was swelling & sure enough, when I got up to take the pain pill, I looked in the mirror & the left side of my face was quite puffy. I couldn't do much of anything for the remainder of the night because the pain got worse instead of better. I cried & cried & cried. The prescription stated to take 1 pill every 6 hours. I went to bed near midnight with 2 more hours to wait until I could take another what appeared to be useless pill. I couldn't get to sleep because of the pain & at 1:00 a.m. I got up & took another pill rather than waiting another hour. I went back to bed & must have dozed off for a while because I remembered dreaming. Either that or I was hallucinating. I looked at the clock & it was 2 a.m. I decided to try sleeping in the recliner. No could do. The second pain pill was as useless as the first one. The pain increased. The swelling increased. I cried throughout the night. I finally was able to doze off for a little while after the sun came up ... maybe 45 minutes or an hour.
When the endodontist's office opened, I called & left a message explaining how swollen I am & how much pain I am in. The receptionist called me back & said she is going to try to have the endodontist see me today. He won't be in until after 11:00 so I am waiting now to find out what's going to happen.
I must admit that I have a nice looking upper lip. I lost my lips several years ago. I had no idea it was happening. One day I just looked in the mirror & wondered what happened to my lips. Rather than the pouty, kissable lips that had always been there, I suddenly needed a magnifying glass to see the 2 pink pencil lines that replaced them. Sure, this lip is giving me a lot of pain right now ... along with it's friends nose, cheek, & jowl ... but it's nice to have a lip again. Here I am ... finding something good in the midst of a bad situation.
My IHKW was rather uneventful. I did work on my sock but ended up taking it apart & starting again.
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Saturday, February 16, 2013
New York City
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Wednesday, February 13, 2013
I'm Not As Stupid & Incompetent as I Thought!
Hooray! My fellow knitters on the Ravely knitting site have instructed me that yes, my shawl does have to be blocked which will make it wearable for someone other than a Munchkin or a mouse (Hi mouse!) so I have ordered myself a blocking board & will give that a try.
I learned to knit in the late 90s. I found out that there was a knitting group in the next town that got together at someone's home once a month. I was thinking it was once a week but no, it was once a month. Anyway, I called the lady who hostessed this group & she met with me one day to show me how to knit. She started me out on a dishcloth. I can remember sitting & working on that dishcloth, tears rolling down my face, sobbing all the while, until I got it right. Of course I didn't want to learn to knit so I could make dishcloths! I wanted to make sweaters & socks! I then got some yarn & a pattern & taught myself to make socks. I had one sock done & was working on the second when I attended my first meeting with the group & saw the hostess who was speechless when she saw me working on my second sock. Apparently knitting socks is supposed to be difficult. Well, no one told me so I just jumped right into it! I made myself at least a dozen pair of hand knit socks which I would wear & save to hand wash all at one time. One day I was sorting the laundry & apparently not paying attention to what I was doing because the socks ended up in the washing machine along with one of the piles of laundry, then in the dryer, & I ended up with a whole bunch of baby booties. This kind of bummed me out & I put down my needles & never knitted again until the interest was rekindled last summer at which time I started working on a shawl, had some problems with it & walked away.
Since my cross stitch PTSD continues to prevent me from stitching, last night I decided to start knitting a pair of socks. I've chosen to start off with a really simple, basic pair of socks to get myself back in the sock knitting saddle again, & so far, so good.
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Monday, February 11, 2013
Kill Me Now
It is quite shocking for me to see that the last time I did a blog post was 10 days ago. Along for the Ride really did a number on me. If I even walk too close to my stash, I break out in a sweat & start to shake. I absolutely cannot stitch right now. My guess is that if I were able to pick up a piece of linen, choose a pattern & threads, & sit down to stitch, I might be able to do it, but the picking/choosing/sitting associated with it all I just haven't been able to do. I'm sure I will stitch again. Could be today, could be next week, could be a year from now. It will happen.
In the meantime, I decided to knit something. There is no way I can just sit at night & do nothing. I chose to knit a shawl. I like shawls, & I could really use one when John & I sit out on the front porch & the wind is a bit too cool. I had some yarn I bought last year so I looked on Ravelry for an uncomplicated shawl pattern. This is the yarn.
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Friday, February 1, 2013
The Breaking Point
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