So my teeth are falling like rain again.

I was having lunch at my desk yesterday, and I was chewing a piece of chicken, "chew chew chew pop!" and that pop was my right back upper crown deciding that it would prefer to stick to the chicken than to the tiny slab of tooth that the stupid moron pre-Dr. Berman dentist left behind after the Bad Root Canal.

This was the crown that kept flying out of my head like popcorn, the crown that longed for freedom, the crown that Dr. Berman finally stuck back in using the super-duper cement, warning me that if it didn't stick then he would have to put in a false tooth instead.

I figure the fact that it stayed in for four and a half years before making a break for it is a good sign that I don't have to have the peg tooth. I'll accept having it re-affixed every four years.

Except that now I have to get a crown on the left upper, where the tooth left behind is starting to break (it has been holding firm since it started breaking last month) and I need this one glued back on, and my mouth feels rather odd with all of these holes and gaps and things.

I feel like a Hallowe'en pumpkin.

Forgot to tell you about my doctor's appointment Thursday, didn't I?

Well, it was reasonably forgettable, except that we got there like half an hour late, and I ran upstairs blaming Cynthia at the top of my lungs, since it was parent-teacher conferences that morning and she had to go to that before swinging back and picking me up. However, since Dr. Daub is the only doctor alive who doesn't overbook, it was cool.

I told her all my symptoms, she gave me a sheaf of tests to take, including one for asthma, and gave me a fab new inhaler that I'm supposed to use twice a day to help my breathing, not an emergency one like Albuterol. It's really cool, round and purple, and it's fun and gadget-y. Apparently, kids love them.

The nurse who cannot take my blood pressure took my blood pressure and found it high again, like last time, when I know damned well that I don't have high blood pressure, and if I did, that would be rather startling, so the doctor re-took it and found that I was right.

However, the nurse who cannot take my blood pressure was swell at taking my blood! I told her that I have rotten veins, and she used a pediatric needle, and got it first try! And she got it first try by not stabbing wildly at my arm ,but instead poking it with her finger for five minutes or to, prodding until she found the vein! I like this technique much more than the pin the tail of the donkey that I'm usually subjected to.

Anyway, I gotta find a place to go to get everything done, ultrasound and barium test and everything. I've felt pretty well lately, but I probably shouldn't act just like myself and put it off.

And keeping with the medical theme, I had my first Hepatitis B shot yesterday. Not that I am at risk, mind you, but since we are a medical facility, the shots are provided to all employees, not just the ones who work in the lab, and I figured what the hell!

Besides, it makes me feel all edgy and wild, "Yeah, I'm getting vaccinated for Hep B! You can't infect me, baby, no matter how hard you try!" At least, once I get the other two shots in six weeks then six months, then do your worst!

Of course I forgot it was today and wore a sweater that I couldn't roll the arms up of, so I had to take my shirt off, but it was a one at a time thing, so I didn't scandalize my co-workers. It burned like a motherfucker, then I got a green-apple flavoured lollypop.

Whomever the nursing service is that they call in to do these shots sure knows what grown-ups like--to be treated like kids.

Okay, Men at Work, "Who Can It Be Now" is so totally not an oldie! I do not accept this!!

Today's horoscope:
Water can be a source of fun today. Take a cruise, float in a boat, might play with the sprinkler or enjoy a pool or the bathtub.

One year ago today:
By the end of the year, I will be solvent and spartan, counting my money in an empty apartment.

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