Good morning! I’m back with my weekly Coffee Talk post and general life update. I almost didn’t post today because honestly, I have nothing much to say except to complain about my mouth, but here I am, typing away! (For anyone not following along, I had my last two wisdom teeth removed on Tuesday, and it’s not going very well.)
Having a blog is a funny thing. If you keep it happy-go-lucky all the time, you have people saying you don’t keep it real. And if you mention the not-so great things going on in your life, then you’re told you complain all the time. I’ve been told both, go figure.
So if you’re in the anti-complaining camp, you can just click away right now. Oh, hey! LOFT has a 50% off sale going on today! It ends tonight. Happy shopping!
Oh, you’re still here? Perhaps you already shopped the LOFT sale, or you don’t mind a little complaining every once in a while. Well, you’ve been warned.
I’m just going to say it right now, getting your wisdom teeth out at 45 stinks. I’ve had so many people tell me they did it in college and went out to eat the next day. WHAAAT? I can’t even chew on the left side of my mouth yet. They say it’s worse when you’re older. I can attest to that!
The bottom tooth came out easily, but evidently my top tooth had really long, curved roots and it was hanging on for dear life. He was hammering at one point to get it out. I mean, hammering. I will remember that sound for the rest of my life. (This is why people get put out for this, I guess?) I had no desire to be put under so I did it with novocaine and a little Ativan to calm my nerves.
Then, when he was done, the nurse informed me that the cap on the tooth next to the lower wisdom tooth had popped off so she was going to glue it back in. I don’t think she got it on quite right because my bite is off, which happens every. single. time. I get a cap or a cavity filled. No one can never seem to get my bite right, and that can be quite painful in and of itself. I always have to go back in and have it adjusted.
All that to say, I think that’s contributing to the pain I’m still having, and I know I need to get that fixed, but I didn’t really want anyone in there messing around near the extraction site so I’ve been waiting for it to heal a bit.
I still think I have dry socket, but I called and they didn’t want to see me until my routine followup appointment on Tuesday, so I’m just popping Advil and trying to rest and eat things that are soft and bland. I tried eating pizza last night, and that was a BIG mistake. Evidently spicy sauce and open wounds do not play well together. #nowyouknow
And finally, while I’m registering all of my complaints, the corner of my mouth got all cut up (even though I applied Vaseline, hoping to avoid that) so that’s been extremely sore too. That spot is finally healing and feeling a little better this morning.
Suffice it to say, this whole event hasn’t gone as well as I’d hoped, and I am more than ready for it to all be over. To top it all off, we’ve been having the most glorious weather this week — the kind of weather runners wait for all year, and I can’t even enjoy a good run. #bahhumbug
Okay, I’m done complaining now. Really, I am. I know in the grand scheme of things, this is nothing. Just like the whole vertigo episode in the summer, this too shall pass. It is amazing, though, how being in constant pain can wear on your nerves. It makes me so much more sympathetic for people suffering from conditions that cause chronic pain.
SO IN OTHER NEWS…
I managed to get myself gussied up to shoot an outfit yesterday. I’ve had some requests for different looks with grey jeans, so I’m looking forward to sharing more of that this week. (You can get outfit details HERE.)
I also shot a couple looks with a local photographer last Monday before my surgery, and those pictures are ready to go. I’m planning to meet with her again later this week and shoot a few more. My husband does a good job, but he’s been busy lately with his day job, and it’s fun to work with someone else every once in a while.
Let’s see, what else? Oh, I finally finished the book I started over a month ago, The Last Anniversary by Liane Moriarty. I had a hard time following the characters in this one, for some reason, but it was a good read. I couldn’t for the life of me figure out how it was going to come together at the end, and it was definitely a bit of a surprise ending. I usually can predict, and I’m sometimes wrong, but in this case, I had no clue. It was definitely entertaining to the end.
Now I’m getting ready to start Marybeth Whalen’s newest book, When We Were Worthy.
It sounds like a bit of a tear jerker, which I’m not a huge fan of, but I like her writing and I’m excited to read it because it’s getting good reviews. They’re actually comparing her to Liane Moriarty. I guess she tells the story from a few different perspectives, which is what LM always does. I guess that’s a trendy way to write fiction these days? It seems like most books I’ve read recently do that.
I sort of like it and sort of don’t. I feel like it makes the books harder to get into at first because you’re trying to figure out the different voices and stories. But then after the first few chapters, it definitely keeps me engaged because no matter whose perspective I’m reading at the moment, I start out anxious to get back to the other story, but then I get drawn in to the one I’m reading, and it’s a vicious cycle.
ANYWAY! I’m excited to dive into my next book. Sundays are a great day for reading because it’s the only day that I don’t work much on the blog or do any housework or cooking, and I can enjoy being lazy and self-indulgent. Ha!
Speaking of tear jerkers, where are my This Is Us fans??? I started and got caught up on Season 2 this week, and it does not disappoint. I know they’re TRYING to make it a sob-fest, and every time I tell myself I will not get drawn in, but I’m always wiping away tears at the end and lying to my kids about it. No, Mommy’s not crying. I just got something in my eye…
Okay, well, that’s enough from me. How are YOU doing???