I finally got my bottom-left wisdom tooth fully removed today. The bottom-right one, and most of the bottom-left one was already missing. I had the one on bottom-right removed without incident about 4 years ago. Most of the bottom-left one came out about a month ago, but the process was, how shall I put it, with incident. The anesthetic the dentist used didn’t take affect and it was one of the most painful things I’ve ever gone through. I went through it for about 2 hours before the dentist finally gave up on getting the last bit of root from the tooth out. By that time I could barely talk, and I was in a daze for a couple of hours. Anyway, today I went back to get the last bit out. Things went much better, the anesthetic took affect, though we had to wait longer than the dentist expected for it to work. I didn’t feel most of it, but it took quite a while and things were starting to wear off a little by the time we were done. Well now, the wisdom tooth is gone, and I have some little green colored stitched in the back of my mouth. I’m in pain, but it is well within reason. I’m mostly just glad that it is done. I have to admit, I felt pretty scared going in the second time, and I was so tense in anticipation of a repeat of that pain that the area between my neck and shoulder started to cramp up while the dentist was working on me. I don’t think it was the dentist’s fault, he is a very considerate and careful man, and is very kind. He is generally much less painful than any dentist I have experienced anywhere, and I would recommend him for non-surgery related (cavity-filling, etc.) dentistry to anyone.
I do feel like I got a little taste of what it must be like to go through torture, and I must say it wouldn’t be easy not to give into that.
P.S. I need at least one more comment on the last post in the ongoing Road to Our House series to motivate me to write another. That commenter could be you!!
I apologize for the distinct lack of prison talk on the site as of late. Here’s hoping the warden will be back shortly.
Today I went into Tokyo for a sales meeting that went pretty well, and made me more optimistic about my prospects for the year than I had been up to this point. Then I went and had an all too brief chat with the fantabulous Kuri, but unfortunately Tod was gone at work, so I couldn’t see him. I then went to meet an insurance agent and got me some new health/life insurance. This buying a house and getting insurance stuff makes me feel like I’m turning into one of those grownups. Not sure I really like that. By the way, feel free to pass this post over for comments and lavish all your attention on the last post, it is needy.
One of the hardest things about running a small business based on providing (mostly) one-time services to clients is that you generally tend to either have way too much or nothing to do. This can make it really hard to get into a good work rhythm, making those extra-busy periods that much harder. An added difficulty is that I have a really hard time focusing well on work in the morning, being much more able to work late into the night. UltraGirl’s job starts early in the morning and ends in the early evening so if I want to spend time with her, and I do, I need to conform with her work schedule as much as I can. It appears that I’m heading into the over-capacity period in the cycle, so I need to figure out how to make myself as effective as possible. A few things I have been trying out, that help out when I can keep doing them consistently:
