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Donna Is Getting Implants

Not that kind you sicko, dental implants!

A week and a half or so ago Donna felt a swelling in her mouth near where she has a 3 tooth bridge. We called the dentist and they saw her that very afternoon. We were hopeful that there was just something stuck under there that had eluded her cleaning efforts. No such luck. X-rays showed that the tooth supporting her bridge was cracked and the swelling was from an infection. They took impressions and sent her home with a script for an antibiotic and a pain pill.

Fast forward to today and she had an appointment to have the bridge removed (see photo), the broken tooth pulled and the temporary fitted. As Marvin Lee Aday once sang, “…two out of three ain’t bad.” The temporary “bridge” wasn’t correct and the dentist couldn’t make it work. She is now stuck with a big ol’ gap between her back molar and an eye tooth on the upper left side until another temporary is ordered up. They took some new impressions hoping they will get a more correct temp next time.

The temporary is something that will have to work for a while too, because to fix this issue we are talking two or possible three implants which with our meager dental plan will probably cost us more than my recent scoping and ER visit. I wonder how much we can recoup by selling the bridge you see to one of those RVs that are popping up around town that buy gold?

Hey! Four Eyes!

Three of the pairs of glasses I’m thinking of trying from Warby Parker on the 5 pairs, 5 day deal, I could mock up using their Virtual Try On service. I had to layout the Percy and the Reynolds myself using Paint Shop Pro. I’m still waiting on our local eyeglass place to get me the ones I picked out from them. If I haven’t from them in another week I’ll go online and try these.

We missed out on the usual Friday bike ride to work this morning because when we started loading up the bike I noticed the rear tire was flat, like no air at all. We either picked up something on the way home or I didn’t get the tube in right the other week and it finally failed.

Speaking of failure, the left fog light of the Emperor has burned out. Sounds like a Sunday afternoon project.

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The Autotrophs Began To Drool

Since we last spoke a week ago*:

The Miata has gotten a bath to wash last Saturday’s bugs off only to put some more back on yesterday when we took the MMC to Sardis.

I’ve got the new shocks for the Emperor in the garage which will probably get installed this week some time. Went with the non-adjustable Koni SRTs this time, because why spent twice as much for the adjustable Sport models.

The FRS have won 3 games and lost 4 which is pretty much on par for the way this season is going. Unfortunately the MFY won all seven (now nine in a row for them) putting the Red Sox (who are still in last in their division) 8 games out.

Mad Men is over for another year and we now have absolutely nothing to watch on TV except for The Big Bang Theory and we only have 4 episodes of that to watch before we are all caught up with all the Season 5 shows.

*Where the heck did it go? Seems like yesterday…

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Settling In

I seem to have settled in at an every other pace. Well, that means tonight I should post something and I pretty much have zero to write about, so it’s junk time.

The FRS are playing pretty good baseball right now and have managed to get a couple games above .500. They are still in last place in their division, but everybody is all bunched up and they are only 2-1/2 games behind the leaders. This is all pending the outcome of tonight’s game and things are not looking too good.

I’m watching the game on MLB.tv using the Roku box. Every day so far they have had a Free Game of the Day and this is the first time the Sox have been on for free. I think it helped that there are only three big league games in total going tonight and the FRS game is the only one in the eastern time zone. As strange as this seems the worse part of watching the game on MLB.tv is the lack of commercials. The deafening silence for 2 – 3 minutes while staring at the logo is UN-nerving.

The CNC machine I sort of learned to program and then just recently sort of learned how to operate is in the building. Our maintenance is hooking up power to it and when they are done the fine folks of Ellison Technologies will come in and put it in complete working order. Then the fun really begins.

My taste buds are still slightly whack after 5 days of being off the antibiotics….

Unintentional Phallic Symbol?

Or is it just me?

I love some Diet Dr. Pepper and I have graduated from my one 12oz. can a day to one 16.9 ouncer. In between I would buy an occasional 20oz bottle out of the machine, but sometimes I wouldn’t even finish the whole bottle. At a $1.25 it was kind of a waste.

Today after I had poured the last of the half litter bottle into my mug and I placed the bottle back down on my desk it just looked a little “dirty.” Maybe because the diameter of the bottle is smaller than the 20oz and then again slightly taller as well, giving it a decidedly male profile.

P.S. The 24oz bottles are even worse.

Patient Zero of the Zombie Apocalypse

Yesterday I had a colonoscopy, and I got cheated and then I got more than I bargained for.

The last time I had one of these puppies, the 4 to 5 hours of trippy liquidness post procedure almost made up for the crappy (figuratively and literally) preparation. But this time they had a new way of putting you to sleep, it is very fast acting and very fast in clearing your system. When I woke up in the recovery room I was as alert as I was when sitting in the waiting room beforehand. What a let down.

We went home I had lunch and then I got in bed to catch a nap. I never did get any shut-eye, about 45 minutes of tossing and turning I started to get cold, real cold. I started shaking and couldn’t get warm. Donna took my temperature and it read 96.9. She filled the bathtub with hot water, no cold used at all, and I bet that the water temperature was about 110°. It took almost 3/4 of an hour in the tub before the shaking stopped. I stayed in the water about fifteen minutes more and when I exited the bath I looked like a cooked lobster. After that my temperature was now reading 103.

I stayed feeling warm the rest of the afternoon and when I still didn’t feel right about 6:00PM we took my temp again and it still read one hundred and three! I took an extra strength Tylenol, drank a cold soda, ate some cold jello and after an hour my temperature had “dropped” down to 102.6°

Next stop was the emergency room. They took my temperature and of course it read 99.1°. Debated going home, but opted to stay and get checked out more thoroughly. The ER doctor ordered chest and abdominal x-rays, looking for clues. He had several vials of blood drawn for lab work along with a urine sample. He also had the nurse fill 3 bottles about the size of something from a mini bar with blood that were for culturing. While we waited for lab results I got a litter of saline in my IV.

The hot bath, the ER visit, the staying at the ER and the ER doc’s testing were all done with consultation with the doctor who did my scope.

No one was sure exactly what was going on with me as these we atypical of what to expect after this procedure. I was in no pain, I just got the chills real bad and then went into the overheat range. The X-rays were fine, no bowel perforations and no fluid in my lungs. Urine was fine. My blood work did show that my white blood count was at 18k, with 10-12 being normal. I obviously had infection of some kind, but no one knew what kind. I either had a simple bug picked up from somewhere and it was unrelated to the procedure or it was related and could get much worse, plus they wouldn’t know about the blood cultures until 12 hours or so later, they wanted to keep me overnight.

We balked at this, I was feeling fine. The ER doc called my primary care physician and after a few minutes the poor schmoe who was on call came in and examined me, he finally agreed to let me go home if I let him administer the first doses of two different antibiotics right there (plus give me prescriptions for filling later.) One was a pill, but the other one took 90 minutes to drip into me via IV. We finally left the ER at 1:30AM this morning.

I have to give a blood sample tomorrow, then see the PCP on Friday and see if my white blood cell count comes down. Of course we are still waiting to see if one of those blood cultures goes mutant, and I become Patient Zero of the Zombie Apocalypse.

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My Cookies Have Names

I get some cookies for a morning snack. The quantity varies depending on how many total are in the package and dividing that number by five and I try and mix it up by getting something different each week. Nutter Butter, Oreos* (regular and reverse), Fig Newtons and several Keebler varieties (Deluxe Grahams, Fudge Sticks or Fudge Stripes.) This week, a Keebler cookie I hadn’t tried, E.L Fudge(R) Originals, were on sale for $2, so I picked up a pack.

Two vanilla cookies with a layer of fudge in the middle, but they’re not as tasty to me as the other Keebler offerings or the reverse Oreos. They are shaped like the little elves that live in that hollow tree and even have names, Ernie, Elwood, Buckets & Fast Eddie. They are a little disconcerting to eat, espscecially because I usually start by bitting off their heads.**

*Did you know that along with the Titanic and Fenway Park***, Oreos are also celebrating their 100th Anniversry?

**Does it make me a zombie because I eat the brains first? Or am just being zombie safe by killing the brain?

***There is definitely a joke in that pairing somewhere.