People keep getting all up in my grill for not posting on this blog!!!!!!!! I have so much amazing and incredible stuff going on, you know, it's hard to find the time to just sit here and write. Here goes.
I got home 18 minutes ago and I'm still wearing my parka. I don't feel cold, but I love this parka because it's knee-length and feels comforting like a housecoat. As a teen, I wore my housecoat around the house pretty much all the time, just over my clothes. My mom was super annoyed by this for some reason. But even now, I often wish that housecoats were a normal part of people's clothing rotation. I'd love to wear one out in public. SO much comfort would be achieved. Who's with me??
Last week I went to the dentist. I HATE going to the dentist and I hate Waterview Dental and their insistance that I come back every 3 months. (I did try to fight this last week, and said that I only wanted to come in every 6 months, like regular people, but they told me that my gums bleed more than normal, which is why they "strongly recommend" I come in so often. FINE. Just call me Cara "Bleeding gums McGee" Pauls.) A few months ago, I did exert some power and refused the flouride, because it always makes me feel pukey after. And guess what? My refusal of the stupid flouride resulted in me GETTING TWO CAVITIES. I was extremely traumatized when they informed me about this, and I just sat in the dentists' chair going "Oh MAAAAANNNN, this is so horrible, I can't believe it!" etc for like five minutes, and they didn't know what to do with me.
The reason I'm 100% freaked about getting the cavities filled is because I have this crazy rare non-response to anaesthetic, both local and general. I woke up once while under general anaesthetic, and when the doctors noticed, they were like, "Holy crap! She's awake! Quick, give her more, give her more!" and then I got knocked out again. And EVERY TIME I have had to get dental work done, they insist on just giving me one dose of freezing stuff, and then start drilling. I always tell them that it's not frozen and they don't believe me. They just give me this disbelieving look like "Suuuuure", and then tell me that they'll start drilling anyway "just to see". Which is a horrible and hurtful idea. So it happens every time that they start drilling, I experience SEVERE PAIN, they realize this, and finally give me more drugs. I am literally going to REFUSE this time. I will cover my mouth with my hand, and give them all the stinkeye, and kick them even if necessary, if they try to start drilling without giving me large doses of anaesthetic.
I currently have 6 books on the go. A lot of people find this weird, and say that they can only read one book at a time. But the trick is not to read the same type of book. I've got 3 novels going, plus a psychology book, a religion book, and a health book, all non-fiction. If you keep things varied, you can read any number of books at once, and then just switch it up. I find the psych one to be really good right before falling asleep.
P.S. I have almost a full container of buttermilk in my fridge - WHAT can I do with it?!?!?
Make pancakes
ReplyDeleteI have this dentist that I've had since I was three so I know he doesn't screw me and they say I only need to go once a year. "Bleeding gums"? That's bullshit. My gums bleed too. They're "bleeding" you for your insurance money. 3 months is honestly too much in my professional opinion
I was going to say "make pancakes", too.
ReplyDeleteAlso, I agree that the dental thing is crazy. And don't most people go once a year? I'd totally go every six months for a cleaning though ... I love the feeling of crazy clean teeth. Do you have soft teeth? I feel like you had soft teeth. Where do I get that from? I love my dentist. Dr. Dewar. My friend's aunt and uncle actually used to drive all the way from Lloydminster to Edmonton for Dr. Dewar. That's how great he is.