I had a visit to the dentist today, to get a temporary crown put in while they make the permanent crown. I am only now getting my brain back together after the painkillers wore off. Not much writing to be done today.
I am not sure what to do with my project for NaNoWriMo… I want to finish it, but I am running out of things to write. It’s not a piece of fiction — I’m trying to get my memories of my family down in one place for Peter. It’s not an epic novel, by any means. I am not even sure it holds together, but I’ll give it the benefit of the doubt.
Dentist: uneventful. Only screamed once. But seriously, folks… nothing to report, and only reporting the nothing because I’d promised you all I would.
I am noticing a rhythm to the days now, for the first time since my operation a year ago this last March. It’s a good rhythm, one I haven’t had at least since I’d drop Peter off to grade school and head to my math classes at the University of Cincinnati, an even longer time ago.
Having a rhythm to your days is a gift. What that rhythm contains is up to you, but the simple gift of enough days to find a rhythm, that’s a gift.
And having good blog friends is a gift, too.
A new bright sunny day, and I have to go to the dentist. Oh well, at least it will all be over by lunchtime. The fancy work on my teeth, that I mostly didn’t tell you about on the blog here, has been finished, and I am going in for the traditional “routine cleaning.”
Will try to think of something fancy to write while I’m in the chair.
Cancer doctor visit last Friday; all is good there, but he gave me an extra antibiotic for the lingering cough from my bronchitis. This particular medicine is doing the trick, and I was healthy enough today to get my permanent veneers installed. They look like teeth; they are teeth!
My smile is creeping up on that of Angelina Jolie, She better watch out.
The Warning Signs Of InSaNiTy
1. Your friends tell you that you have been acting strange lately, and
then you hit them several times with a sledgehammer.
2. Everyone you meet appears to have tentacles growing out of places that
you wouldn’t expect tentacles to be growing from.
3. You start out each morning with a 30-minute jog around the bathroom.