Since Brooke and I had so much fun cooking Thanksgiving dinner last year, we wanted to do it again. Saturday was the perfect day for it, and it turned out great. We had dinner when Brian and Zach got home from hunting. I didn’t go all out and bring the good China out, and I told everyone why. I’d been standing in the kitchen all day and my feet hurt. There was no way I was gonna stand in there half the night washing dishes. It all turned out fine, and we still have lots of leftovers. That reminds me, I need to start freezing some stuff.
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Black Friday
This year I scoured the ads and couldn’t find anything that seemed worth my while to get up at 4 am and fight the crowds in the cold, so I slept in. I don’t feel like I missed anything, as I did have to go out Friday afternoon to have my packing removed, and the traffic was still horrible. I’ll try not to go into too much detail about my teeth, but the packing was stuck and there was great tugging involved in getting it to come out. Then they were repacked! Fun.
Back to normal
Today I started feeling better, and actually cleaned my kitchen and living room, and did 2 loads of laundry. Part of my house looks presentable. Not much was accomplished while I was lying around in pain with dry sockets. Yeah, I went to the oral surgeon on Monday and had the right side packed, and Tuesday for the left side. Dry sockets are not fun, let me tell you! I’m ready to feel normal and eat normal food. I have to go back on Friday to have the sockets repacked. This was the year I was going to sleep in and not go out on Black Friday. Well, at least I won’t be standing in line at Target in the cold for 2 hours like last year. Ahh, memories….
The rundown
Wednesday I had my lower wisdom teeth cut out. They left the roots on the left side because they were wrapped up in the nerve, but they took the crown. Everything on the right is gone. I stayed in bed Wednesday afternoon and evening, and most of Thursday. Thursday night Brooke cheered her 2nd game, and I went to see it. I was pretty miserable when we left, and came back home to bed. All of this has been leading up to Friday evening, when Brooke and I have tickets to see Twilight. Something we both have been looking forward to since we read the books. At one point I thought I was going to have Brian drive us to the theater, if I was still on pain meds. That didn’t happen, and we ended up going on our own. I was hurting but trying to be excited for Brooke. It was pretty crazy when we arrived, with a long line and screaming at the beginning. I had a talker sitting beside me. When Edward came on screen, she was like “WHUT?” and then she snorted. Yeah, I said snorted. She didn’t like the choice for Edward, and I think you’re not a true twilight fan if you’ve not watched every trailer at least 100 times before the movie came out. Then she kept talking about the volvo, and snorting at inappropriate times. Brooke said she had a laugher beside her. They kind of ruined it for us. We loved the book, and had so much expectations for the movie. The movie itself was excellent, it was just the company we shared it with, and my pain level. I can’t wait for it to come out on DVD so we can grab a blanket and watch it on the couch. That will be awesome.
So I think maybe I have dry socket. I can’t imagine why the pain is getting worse as the days go by. My MIL said I’ve tried to do too much too soon, which could be true, but why does it still hurt when I’m laying around? Just biding my time until I can get an appointment tomorrow and see what’s up. I wanna be done with this!!
My life in a small blurb
So Friday the Oral Surgeon actually called me. Apparently the root of my impacted wisdom tooth and the nerve that runs along the lower jawline are very close. Superimposed on the Xray. If the nerve is damaged during the extraction of the tooth, I could have numbness in my jaw, chin, lower lip and tongue for life. That doesn’t sound fun to me, but at this point I would gladly accept numbness! He wants to send me for a Cone Beam CAT scan to get a better view of the nerve. There are two places near me that actually have the Cat scan, and of course, they were closed on Friday. Hopefully I can get that done early tomorrow, and then I have to take the results to the Oral Surgeon. I would love some IV sedation right about now! I never thought I’d be looking forward to having my wisdom teeth cut out.
Yesterday my friend picked Boo up and took her to dance, so I just had to go pick her up. I was able to rest a little, and got the kitchen cleaned up. How hard is it for someone else to take the clean dishes out of the dishwasher and empty the trash? I had mopped the kitchen floor and grabbed a can of cherry coke zero, filled a cup with ice, and turned to go into the living room when I slipped. The can and cup of ice went flying, dogs started chasing the ice, and I landed all sprawled out face first on the floor. I’m sure it was hilarious to witness, but it really hurt. I wanted to cry, but the action of it made my jaw hurt. All in all, I banged up both knees and one elbow. Good day all around!
Brian and Zach had gone hunting. Zach’s first time since taking the Hunter’s Education course. He was so excited. They came home with a deer, so we’ll have some meat in the freezer this winter! I’m thankful for my hunter and gatherer!
Why a Daughter needs a Mom
I bought this book to give to my daughter, (12 years old), and I thought I would share a few of the reasons. I didn’t realize until I was in my twenties, so maybe I can pass it to you.
A daughter needs a mom to provide her with memories that will last forever. (That’s why we always have a camera in front of our faces, and stay up really late making creative scrapbook pages!)
A daughter needs a mom who is never more than a phone call away. (The reason she had a cell phone at age 10!)
A daughter needs a mom to assure her that she always has a place to come home to. Because no one understands girls like a mom. To remind her that in faith there is fellowship.
A daughter needs a mom to soothe the pain of a broken heart, to teach her that sometimes choosing to wait is a good idea, and to teach her that you cannot make someone love you, but you ca be someone who can be loved.
A daughter needs a mom to tell her that beauty never fades if you look in the right places.
The Book, Why a daughter needs a mom was written by Gregory E. Lang. Go out and buy it, make your mom or daughter feel loved. I’ll post more later.
Up too late
Once again I sit up in the chair because laying down makes my jaw throb even worse! It’s late, already tomorrow, or today, whatever! I have to get up in 5 hours to wake Boo up and get ready for school. Brian has been a wonderful dad and husband these past two days, taking care of everything and everyone’s schedules so I could zone out in pain. He drew the line tonight though. He told Boo that one thing he will not do is go to the store and buy her cheerleading underwear.
Her first game is tonight, so they are privileged to wear their cheer uniforms to school. They do have to wear long pants under the skirt, because the skirt doesn’t fit dress code length policy. (Why is it OK for them to wear it at the game? Good question…) As she’s getting everything ready, she can’t find her spanky’s. That would be her briefs that she wears under the skirt, a very good thing to have, especially since she is a flyer. But daddy drew the line at going and buying those! So that is on my list of things to do, as well as get some black nail polish for her. (School colors are red, white and black.) Apparently there are too many shades of red, so they chose black.
Hoping the pain meds kick in soon and I can get some sleep. Waiting on a call from the oral surgeon to see what he says. It would be nice to get a quick appointment and be done with all of this.
On a side note, Brian gave the boxer, Logan, a hot dog. He has terrible gas!!!!
Blech!
That’s how I feel! Why is it when one tooth hurts, it makes your entire body hurt? My husband called the dentist yesterday for me, and they said to go to the oral surgeon. I went to the oral surgeon, he gave me some penicillin and vicodin and told me to go to the dentist. I saw the dentist this morning, and am currently waiting on a call back from the oral surgeon with an appointment. At least when I left the dentist office this morning I was numb, and that lasted for 6 glorious hours. Now I can feel the pain again. My jaw is throbbing and my ear is ringing. Can I just bury my head until someone figures out what will help me?
7 Weird things
Ok, I’ve been in a funk lately, and sort of grumpy. I can’t really contribute it to one thing, but a compilation of many. Jenni over at Peaceful Living Everyday tagged me for some fun. Be sure to stop by her blog and check out her answers too. Mkay, 7 weird things about me… this is really hard!
1. I am a home body. I would much rather stay home with my family than to go out and fight crowds or traffic. (Take out is a great thing)
2. At the age of 35, just a few months ago, I began drinking coffee. I started looking forward to my morning coffee last night.
3. I love to sleep with the bedroom windows open when it’s cold outside, so I can pull the blankets over my head.
4. My 2nd toe is longer than my big toe.
5. I would seriously have a unibrow if I didn’t tweeze.
6. I will lose a handful of hair when I shower, but it grows at an incredibly fast rate.
7. I once had a wreck when a mouse was in my car. I was on my way to have my senior pictures taken, and a mouse ran across my foot. I freaked, and veered to the right which dropped my right front tire off the road and then I overcorrected on wet pavement and ended up crossing over the left lane and hitting a hill. There was a sherriff behind me.
There you have it, my weirdness for all to see. Thanks Jenni!
Obedience classes
Monday night was the first of six obedience classes for our new Boxer puppy. About a year ago we had a boxer/cocker mix and an AKC Boxer that we had to get rid of because of severe aggression issues. It got really bad, and before we bought the new guy, I said we were going to do everything possible to prevent that again. This was the first step.
We had an incident at the vet’s office where a fight erupted between Logan (our new pup) and another dog. Logan actually pulled the leash out of Matthew’s hands and took off for the other dog. So I was nervous about taking him into an area with lots of other dogs, and I had Brian come with us. He has a much calmer demeanor with dogs, and can pretty much get Logan to do anything. I am the one that needs trained! There were 10 or 11 other dogs there and Logan would not shut up. The trainer was trying to talk and he just kept yapping. I was feeling embarassed and trying to pet him to get him to calm down, and then Brian took over. He was petting him too when the trainer decided to make a point out of us. she called attention to what Logan was doing, and then what Brian was doing. He was actually encouraging the barking by giving Logan affection. Huh! And we thought the dog was stupid…
The trainer walked over and took the leash, popped it a slight bit and said “that’s enough“. For the rest of the class he did not make a sound! Whoa, I’m gonna like this.
We only had one incident where an 85 pound lab came over and there was a tense moment before they were pulled away from each other. The trainer explained that most other dogs are scared of boxers, almost like they emit their strength. The lab was curious and scared, but since he was bigger he walked over to Logan. Logan was scared and he felt like the lab was invading his personal space, so he tried to show his might. She assured us that we were doing the right thing by being in this class, and that we were going to have a great pet. I feel better now, but will wait to see how the rest goes. We may still call in Barkbusters to come out to the house for some training too.