I went to the dentist again for an adjustment, but my lower still hurts my mouth. On the plus side, all the meditation I’m doing to block the pain is having a major effect on my blood pressure, my diastolic is in the 70s and my systolic bounces between the low 100s to above 130 when I get a pain spike. Like I said, pain spikes are daily, but Ibuprofen and meditation lets me deal with it.
Current writing jam and meditation jam is Occam’s Laser – The Divine Trilogy. It’s about 2 hours long, so I don’t get any jarring changes to take me out of my trance.
My other difficulty is getting enough calories in a form I can get through my mouth since I can’t actually chew. I have been eating a lot of oatmeal, ramen, and applesauce and drinking protein shakes. I originally bought the shakes to help Mrs. the Poet get some stuff to heal her skin grafts and maybe put some weight back on, but she can’t handle the soy in them and also the taste turns her off, but I love them. And they help keep my weight from dropping too much as I can’t actually eat until my mouth heals up some more. The biggest problem I’m having besides the lower plate jabbing the inside of my mouth is I’m having a hard time keeping my lips closed as I eat and also using my lips to take the food off my spoon since I can’t use my teeth to do that at the moment.
My dilemma with the lower plate is I need to have it in so my gums are protected from food but I need protection from my denture. It it a conundrum.
And that pretty much covers everything I had to bitch about today.
First, Happy Star Wars Day to those who observe.
Next, this has been one of those up, down, and then up days. I had a dentist’s appointment at 1330 to get the stitches removed from where they pulled all those teeth last week, but when I called to let them know I would be a few minutes late the call went straight to voice mail. When I got out of the Lyft, there was a sign on the door saying the office was closed for repairs. so I had to turn around and immediately summon another Lyft (I love using that phrasing, it sounds like I’m using a cantrip in D&D). After I fixed lunch for myself and Mrs. the Poet, I tried to use the website to get in touch with someone who could finish fixing my mouth, and the number changed on the website as I was reading it, different area code and everything. So I tried the new number and connected with a real human who told me the reason the office was closed was they were having network problems (still). I managed to get an appointment for 1400 Monday to get my lower fixed and my stitches out. So, good.
Current jam, Hush from the 1978 remix album from Deep purple, and now we just started the 17:05 mix of Inna Gadda Da Vida. I get the good stuff from this version of My Mix 2.
Just got back from the dentist and getting dentures. I have to wear them overnight to control the swelling from having my last 12 teeth pulled, then I can pull them out to clean and soak overnight. It was an ordeal, but I have dentures!
I have to leave them in overnight to control the swelling, but I can take them out for cleaning tomorrow night. I’m still bleeding slightly, and I hurt some, and I’m drooling a bit because I still can’t work my lips right, but by this time tomorrow I will be able to bite and chew again.
Now if you’ll excuse me my eyes are leaking.