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My Achey Breaky Tooth
Aug. 24th, 2003 07:39 amHello Me,
Well I hung out with Dad yesteray. We went antiquing in Chelsea. Met his new girlfriend Jean, who isn't as dumb as Sheila was. But she's rich just like Sheila. Dad likes em rich.
Maria and Greg came along too. Hadn't seen them in quite some time. Greg looks great. Divorce has done wonderful things for his figure. And he brought along his latest squeeze whose name I can't remember for the life of me. But she has the same dry sarcastic wit as him and they seem to get on well.
Last night Dad and Jean were gonna go have dinner with Brian Dennehy (or however the hell you spell his name :-p) Dad is apparently trying to woo him and Carol Burnett into coming down to Wilmington to do a fundraiser for Opera House. If he succeeds I am SOOO going to talk Dad into letting me come. I would kill to meet Carol Burnett. She's ONLY the funniest woman alive!!!!
And as for my tooth, well it still hurts, though not as much as it did yesterday. I dunno if that's because of the anesthetic or because I'm just getting used to the pain. The anesthetic has a very short life. I need to reapply it every four hours.
I'm really worried about this tooth. It's still hard to chew, and swallow. it's allso making my throat swell up. I'm really afraid I'm gonna have to get it taken out. That in and of itself is not a bad thing, it's just that the procedure would complicate my life quite a bit for the following reasons.
A) Mom will not even agree to let me see a dentist unless the pain continues for one whole week. So, that would mean I'd have to suffer through the pain this whole week, during which it may get so bad that I won't even be able to go on interviews. Then i'd have to wait till next Monday to see a dentist, and assuming we can come up with the money to get it taken out that week, that'll still give me another week of recovery time during which i still won't be able to go on interviews. So at the very least we're looking at a two, possibly three week period during which the job hunt willhave to cease.
B) We're broke. I have no idea where we're gonna get the money to HAVE this tooth removed if it comes to that.
C) Worst case scenario, Mom tells me to grin and bare it, leaving me with this tooth that severely impairs my ability to function.
Great now I'm getting all psychotically worried. I'm really scared that Mom won't do anything to help me. I know Dad won't do anything and neither will any of my siblings. How am I supposed to eat? Or drink? Or go to a job with this thing in my mouth that is just sucking all the enery out of me?
Ugh!
Fuck this. I'm gonna go take a bath.
Well I hung out with Dad yesteray. We went antiquing in Chelsea. Met his new girlfriend Jean, who isn't as dumb as Sheila was. But she's rich just like Sheila. Dad likes em rich.
Maria and Greg came along too. Hadn't seen them in quite some time. Greg looks great. Divorce has done wonderful things for his figure. And he brought along his latest squeeze whose name I can't remember for the life of me. But she has the same dry sarcastic wit as him and they seem to get on well.
Last night Dad and Jean were gonna go have dinner with Brian Dennehy (or however the hell you spell his name :-p) Dad is apparently trying to woo him and Carol Burnett into coming down to Wilmington to do a fundraiser for Opera House. If he succeeds I am SOOO going to talk Dad into letting me come. I would kill to meet Carol Burnett. She's ONLY the funniest woman alive!!!!
And as for my tooth, well it still hurts, though not as much as it did yesterday. I dunno if that's because of the anesthetic or because I'm just getting used to the pain. The anesthetic has a very short life. I need to reapply it every four hours.
I'm really worried about this tooth. It's still hard to chew, and swallow. it's allso making my throat swell up. I'm really afraid I'm gonna have to get it taken out. That in and of itself is not a bad thing, it's just that the procedure would complicate my life quite a bit for the following reasons.
A) Mom will not even agree to let me see a dentist unless the pain continues for one whole week. So, that would mean I'd have to suffer through the pain this whole week, during which it may get so bad that I won't even be able to go on interviews. Then i'd have to wait till next Monday to see a dentist, and assuming we can come up with the money to get it taken out that week, that'll still give me another week of recovery time during which i still won't be able to go on interviews. So at the very least we're looking at a two, possibly three week period during which the job hunt willhave to cease.
B) We're broke. I have no idea where we're gonna get the money to HAVE this tooth removed if it comes to that.
C) Worst case scenario, Mom tells me to grin and bare it, leaving me with this tooth that severely impairs my ability to function.
Great now I'm getting all psychotically worried. I'm really scared that Mom won't do anything to help me. I know Dad won't do anything and neither will any of my siblings. How am I supposed to eat? Or drink? Or go to a job with this thing in my mouth that is just sucking all the enery out of me?
Ugh!
Fuck this. I'm gonna go take a bath.
