Windbringer's internal clock tells me that, as I write this the calendar date is 27 December 2025. To be honest, I kind of lost track of the date just before Christmas of this year. Everything started blurring together around that time, in part because it had been raining so much in California and in part because my schedule - my usual sense of how things are supposed to happen - no longer exists. I'm still searching for a new job and while I might have one or two leads I have no details. Plus, hanging one's hat on a single option is …
Compared to how things have been going lately, things... haven't changed much, really. I'm still on night shift at work and it looks like I will be for another couple of weeks; September at the earliest. There's a lot going on right now and things aren't in place yet. That's about all I'm in a positin to talk about, and all I really know. Everything involved in that happens during the day, and I work a good twelve hours after all of that (which is also after everybody clocks out for the day and goes to bed). So there isn't …
I mentioned a couple of weeks ago that I'd had some emergency dental surgery that involved some reconstructive work. And I was in the hospital a few weeks after that (which I haven't written about but might later) for something unrelated. Another thing I didn't write about was what happened after I got out of the hospital. But let's take those in order.
For starters, a few days ago as I write this I went back in for x-rays to see how my jaw is healing. The bone graft the surgeon did looks pretty good but it's not fully consolidated …
I know I should probably change the title, given the one of my last post. I can't be arsed right now.
I've been offline for a couple of weeks and not writing because I've been giving my body a chance to heal up. If you haven't guessed by now when I say something like that, it's just about a given that some form of emergency dental work was involved, and along with it pain, prescription drugs, and something gross. You would, unfortunately, be correct. About halfway through February of this year I noticed a rather large, loose blister on the …
It is somewhat stereotypical that folks who didn't grow up with a lot of money or are considered lower class than whomever you happen to be tend to have bad teeth. Braces cost a lot; I don't know how much they are these days but when I was a kid it was a couple of grand easily. Dental insurance is still not very common these days ("Do you offer dental?" is still a question people ask when looking for a new job), and dental insurance that actually covers anything is even more difficult to find. Plus, USian healthcare being what …
You know that problem child molar I just had worked on for the nth time? The one that required heroic measures and possibly divine intervention a couple of weeks ago? I went in yesterday to get the permanent crown installed.
It seemed like a pretty standard routine: Sit down, get the topical gel, and then out came the local anesthetic. My dentist went in for the first jab.
And hit the nerve.
For a good many years, I'd been afraid of just such a thing happening. It was only in the past year or so that I'd gotten over it …
Last Thursday morning I went in to have a certain problematic molar taken care of at the dentist's office before it got much worse. To recap briefly, there is a particular molar on the bottom-left side of my mouth that has been through hell: It's broken several times (once particularly memorable time while eating a German soft pretzel, of all things), it's been filled several times, and I've honestly lost track of the number of root canals performed done on it (somewhere between three and six in the last fifteen years). While getting the abscessed #19 tooth taken care of …
I'd beg the forgiveness of my readers for not posting since early this month, but chances are you've been just as busy as I've been in the past few weeks. Life, work, et cetera, cetera. So, let's get to it.
As I've mentioned once or twice I've been slowly getting an abscessed molar cleaned out and repaired for the past couple of months. It's been slow going, in part because infections require time for the body to fight them off (assisted by antibiotics or not) and, depending on how deep the infection runs it can take a while. Now I …
A friendly heads-up for my regular readers - I'm still alive and kicking. Not necessarily doing well, mind you - I've been sick twice in the last month (sick enough that I didn't have it in me to write anything, let alone study or do more than scan my e-mail for anything important happening and then go right back to bed), and I've been undergoing some fairly painful dental procedures at least once a month for the past few months, which takes a lot out of me. Additionally, I'm still studying for a couple of certifications for work, which is basically about …
To everyone waiting on e-mail replies from me, please be patient. I'm catching up at work and trying to allocate my spoons appropriately. I'll get back to you, promise.
