Oh what a time we are living in! Here’s a nugget that I’m sure everyone will “get.”
I had an appointment to get my teeth cleaned, x-rayed, and have a crumbling tooth checked out. I’m worried that it’s going to get infected. It isn’t — yet — but it’s just a matter of time. The problem is, I’m none too eager to have someone’s hands in my mouth and I’m pretty sure they feel the same way about it. I recognize that we don’t always have a choice about this stuff. I had an ugly infection last month that wound up with my having one less tooth and taking mountain of antibiotics. My stomach is still recovering.
So I made this appointment and everything was going fine. Suddenly, for no apparent reason, I got dizzy. My sense of balance went kerflooey. No other symptoms, mind you. No fever, cough, runny nose, stomach ache (other than the one still intermittently lingering from the last massive antibiotic overdose), no pains in chest or trouble breathing that isn’t part of the asthma — and at this time of year, it has mostly stopped bothering me. Once the pollen is gone, so is most of the asthma. But, I couldn’t manage the stairs. Or for that matter, just walking upright and not falling down. I’m okay at home where we have very narrow hallways and there’s always something I can lean on or grab, but outside?
So I called them and they said “Okay, but you’ll need a COVID test before you come back.” Mind you I have no symptoms of COVID at all. None. Nor does Garry or Owen. And although rates are going up here as they are most places, they haven’t gone extremely high. Worse than they were, but much better than most other places. New England is relatively safe, even though Connecticut is getting a bit of a beating, but that’s because so many people who live in Connecticut work in New York. These days, if you don’t feel well, everyone is sure you have IT. I can’t blame them for feeling that way because I feel much the same.
So I’ve been thinking about getting the test (again). We have a nearby clinic where you can make an appointment (free) and be in and out in five minutes. It’s one of the advantages of country living. You don’t have a lot of facilities, but you also don’t have mobs of people trying to use them. I can’t tell you how very very very glad I am that we moved out of Boston to this virtually unknown suburb — which is, I should mention, beginning to grow. I think it’s escapees from Boston. So it shouldn’t be a big deal getting a test. Nonetheless, I’m not thrilled with going to the ONE place I absolutely know there will be sick people.
Maybe my teeth can wait? I’m still dizzy, though I’m taking a drug that helps (at least the world isn’t still spinning). Life is bizarre. Now, it’s time to move on to the questions for the week.
What is worse than a dentist with bad breath?
Ones own breath behind the mask!
Have you ever been rejected by someone that you liked, or been told that you were not good enough for somebody else?
I have been warned to not get involved with someone because he was stupid (that was his mother, so I probably should have listened) and I’m sure there have been warnings about me to others. I’m not big on gossip. I don’t spread it and I don’t listen to it. I also don’t eavesdrop. Half the world’s ills would disappear if everyone would stop telling lies and creating rumors based on their own weird delusions.
Did you ever want to have toast for breakfast, only to find that all your bread was covered in green mold?
We buy a lot of bread and freeze it. Not only that, but we have toast EVERY morning. Run out of bread? That would be like (horrors!) running out of coffee or half-and-half!
Did you ever sneeze so hard that your whole body hurt?
Frequently. My son and I — and granddaughter, so it must be inherited — are champion sneezers. My son’s record is at 22 in a row by which time his ribcage hurt. I don’t know what my best count is, but when I was recovering from heart surgery, I lived in TERROR of a sneezing fit! I have no idea why we sneeze so much, by the way. We just do and for no apparent reason. Kind of weird.
Did you ever buy clothing on the internet that did not fit, but you wore them anyway, since you didn’t want to pay the $5 shipping charge to send them back?
No, but I have frequently not sent things back because I was too lazy to pack them up, much less mail them. I don’t do that anymore. I’m way too poor to waste money like that. Also, I don’t buy much clothing because I don’t go anywhere. I did have to return two pairs of sandals to Zappos because they were too narrow. They were replaced by 2 pairs of the same sandals in a wide width. I don’t know what has happened to Clarks. I have five or six pairs of sandals from Clarks, all in a 9B (Medium), but since last year, the mediums are too narrow. The new ones are too narrow. The old ones fit fine. Everyone is complaining that they are cutting shoes too narrow recently, even good shoes that aren’t supposed to have that problem.
There are no shoe stores anymore. Has anyone noticed that you can walk through an entire mall and the only “shoes” on sale are sneakers? Excuse me: sports shoes. A few stores also have a few pairs of shoes that go with their outfits, but regular shoe stores have disappeared. Of course, by now, the malls may have also disappeared.
Maybe it not true in other cities, but here? I’d have to drive to Boston and I’m not even sure there are shoe stores there. I remember, even 20 years ago, the big malls near Boston had one shoe store per mall — and they didn’t have any brands I find comfortable.
Today, there is Zappos. They do not charge a return fee and you can return the shoes for any reason including that you just don’t like them. They also have all the sizes no one else has. My son wears a size 15 wide, so he’s happy to find anywhere that has shoes which fit him. Has anyone but me ever shoe-shopped with a teenage boy who has gigantic feet? It has got to be the world’s WORST shopping experience.
As a nod to the upcoming American Thanksgiving Holiday which happens this Thursday, please share in the Gratitude Section anything you might be thankful for this particular November. I know it’s tough (for some) to find anything to be grateful for, but there are always things if one cares to look for them. Have a joyous week! MBC
I think this year, let’s be glad we are still alive, able to eat, have enough money for food, and that sooner or later (please, BE sooner!) Trump will be out of the White House. AND maybe we’ll get vaccinated and begin to remember what life was like before we locked ourselves inside and seem unlikely to never come out again. Incidentally, I do not think Orangeman will run again. He is far too afraid of failure. He’ll talk about it. Brag about what a HUGE win it would be — but he won’t actually DO it.