His Grandfather is staying with me at present, & I am feeling rotten & peeved, because I am spoiling his holiday, by being sick.
Isn't N a lovely little chap. He sent a coded message in an email from his mother, knowing that his Grandies would understand!
The Evil Fang has proved to be even more evil than it's neighbour. I still have the wretched thing. After having antibiotics, & having no relief from the pain, I am in despair.
Took some strong painkillers, & eventually went to have the fang removed. All painkilling injections, & nitrous gas.
Lying rigidly in the chair, twisted hands all deformed, & distorted. A picture of insanity, I am sure.
The removal instrument was engaged. Searing shot of pain!! More injections. More pain!!
By this time he no longer looked so young & handsome. He had begun to look rather like a fiend with torture instruments at the ready! Finally, he decided I needed a panoramic xray of my jaw.
Also, a referral to the Oral surgeon!
Another month to wait. More hideous shrieking pain! Kill me now!! They shoot horses don't they?
I have had the xray done. I have been to my GP for further antibiotics, & heavy duty painkillers- which finally seem to have kicked in!!
They also make me oddly drunken, & nauseated.
Thus, I have not been much company for BB. I just want to lie very still, & not move or speak. Yesterday we risked an outing. I barely made it home before vomitting.
I can't even bear to eat, so I must be sick.
In the midst of all this, Gom had suddenly grown a 'horn' on his forehead. We initially joked about it, saying it proved he is indeed a devil. He loves to pick at things, & whenever I caught him, I would a, gently remind him not to.
b, snarl at him to stop!
It grew quite rapidly, so I rang our Dr who does a skin Clinic once a week, & he sliced it off last week. It was cancer. So it is good riddance to that. Thankgoodness it was not Melanoma.
As I lurched to see the wound after removal of stitches, Dr decided I needed a shot to counteract the 'dopey' drugs I am taking. Thank goodness, I feel a little better.
I have felt so bad, I just couldnt face the computer, & I wish I did't have to prepare food also.
Daughter J has been good about bringing me food. Gom has been very good about cooking too, so I have been rather lucky.
The pain seems to have settled down in the tooth. I am going to consult another dentist, & see if he can remove the Evil Fang, & if not I will have to wait the month out. I hope I dont encounter Mrs Whipped Hairdo!
Thankyou for all you kind wishes & thoughts.
Bob Dylan, Jokerman