The Diagnosis

Because I’d rather not do homework right now, I guess I’ll give a Wisdom update. It is, in fact, my wisdom tooth that is giving me grief.

It’s quite handy that mom baby-sits for my dentist and his wife. It is quite handy that his wife is also the receptionist. So I got mom to ask his wife this morning if I could stop by on my way to school to get a diagnosis. She said that I could and said for me to arrive a bit early to get ahead of the 8:00 patients. It is also quite handy that my dentist’s office is less than a mile from my house. I left about 8 minutes before 8:00 and arrived about 7 minutes before 8:00—very handy.

They took an x-ray and Dr. H declared it to not be an abscess; therefore, it must be the wisdom tooth. Said it will need to come out. {sob} He took a syringe with medicine and slipped it between the back of my tooth and the gums (not comfortable!) to irrigate it with the medicine so the swelling will go down. He gave me the syringe, along with an additional syringe, and told me to repeat the procedure a couple of times a day until the swelling goes away. They then took a panoramic x-ray of my teeth, and I zoomed away to school.

I’ve been on campus all day so I haven’t had any opportunities to do the gum irrigation. My tooth and jaw began aching about an hour ago, so I took another Aleve. I’m hoping I can concentrate thru my finance class that won’t start until 5:30. All I want right now is a big ol’ nap under my electric blanket!

I asked Dr. H if he thinks I might be able to wait until summer to do The Deed, but he thinks that I’ll just end up with a bunch of episodes like I’m currently experiencing. Okay, that doesn’t sound like much fun. I’m wondering if I can make it to Spring Break, except that I was hoping to enjoy Spring Break.

So if I go ahead and go under the knife while school is in session, I wonder—if I have the procedure done right after class on a Thursday afternoon, will I be recovered enough to go to school by Monday afternoon at 3:25? Maybe I can make it ‘til summer…

Why Now?

I have never had a stitch of trouble from my wisdom teeth. I’ve had plenty of trouble otherwise, but not from my wisdom teeth. Until now—I think.

I’m not sure at what point today I became aware that my lower gums way in the back on the left side of my mouth felt somewhat swollen and sore. It’s a very uncomfortable sensation. I chewed a piece of gum, hoping the pressure would help and the sensation would go away. It didn’t.

Now my back tooth is somewhat sensitive to being tapped. I know that the last time I had x-rays taken the dentist commented that my wisdom teeth were coming in at an angle. As far as I’m concerned, they can just stay put. I don’t care if I ever see them, feel them, or hear from them in any manner. But right now, it feels like they are beginning to call.

Certain individuals think it's about my turn. I’m rather devastated about it. Very sad. I just hope that I injured my gums by flossing too vigorously and that I’m hypochondriacing myself into thinking that my tooth hurts. All I can say is:

“Please God. Not me. Not now.”

On the Eve of a New Semester

The spring semester begins tomorrow. I suddenly realized this afternoon that I never did make it to the university last week to purchase the textbooks I’ll need for this semester. Oops. So now I’m bookless except for the one book I ordered online for my Statistical Analysis class. Thankfully, I only have one class on Mondays so I might be able to stop by the bookstore tomorrow afternoon on my to class and get what I need.

Upon receiving the aforementioned book, I opened it and quickly flipped through it to see if it looked remotely familiar. It made me want to weep large crocodile tears of grief and complete despair. It all looks so foreign and complicated—and I’ve already had one round of this stuff. I can only hope that this instructor will have a better method of explaining the material, so it is more graspable. A statistician I am not!

When the fall semester ended, I told myself that I would do some serious sewing to revamp my wardrobe. As I look back over my break, I sadly realize that I got a grand total of one—that’s right, one—dress done. And it’s a Sunday dress that was partially done from Thanksgiving break. My productivity in the sewing department was very bad. (I learned about Productivity during the Winter Term. Isn’t that grand? Of course, common sense will tell you the same thing.)

On a brighter note, I did get the medical aid bookkeeping that was handed over to me in November pretty much caught up. I’ve got a few loose ends yet, but most of it’s as up to date as I can get it right now. Receiving that responsibility in the middle of the semester wasn’t exactly conducive to diving right in and learning all the ins and outs. It’s only been since I finished my Winter Term that I’ve had the time to spend any type of quality time on it. So that, to me, is a Happy Thing. Now I’m going to make a concerted effort to stay On Top of things.

My schedule this semester will be similar to last semester, with some minor time adjustments. My first class is Accounting Information Systems on Mondays and Wednesdays at 3:25. The later time will allow me to get an extra two hours in at work on those days. On Tuesdays and Thursdays, I will be in class from 9:35 to 2:05 taking Intermediate Accounting II, Statistical Analysis, and Basic Marketing Concepts. Additionally, on Tuesdays at 5:30 I will have a Principles of Financial Management class. The timing of my Tuesday, Thursday classes will make it impractical to get any hours in at work. Then, I’ll work a full day on Fridays because I have no Friday classes.

The statistics and marketing classes are the most frightening to me on this end of the semester. I don’t anticipate any major hiccups with the accounting classes, although it seems like I should have already learned most of it; and I’m hoping that I’ll enjoy the finance class, since I’m planning to get a minor in finance.

It would seem like I’m starting things out normally—deficient on sleep. Some things never change.

Ladybugs

I like ladybugs—in theory. They’re cute, and they make nice little drawings for themed stuff.

Last night as I was getting ready for bed, I noticed a ladybug on the wall above my mirror. I thought it looked kinda cute up there and briefly wondered if I should do something about it. I promptly forgot it.

Earlier today, I discovered a ladybug—quite dead—on the carpet right outside my bedroom door. I fleetingly remembered the ladybug from last night and figured that it must have perished from lack of nourishment. What would a ladybug dine on in a place such as this? Then this evening when I was, once again, readying for bed, I saw the original ladybug—still alive—sitting on my silver toothbrush holder. Again, I thought it looked kinda cute and did nothing to bother the ladybug.

I left the bathroom for a span of five or ten minutes. When I returned, my eyes fell upon the ladybug once again—sitting on the bristle part of my toothbrush. Now that was not cute!! Not knowing where ladybugs normally hang out, I figured it would be kinda gross to use the toothbrush again.

The ladybug met a rather untimely demise, and I went in search of a new toothbrush, which I finally found after climbing a ladder to peer in the upper recesses of my cupboard. Upon the discovery that I did indeed possess a new toothbrush, the old toothbrush met a slightly less untimely demise.

What are two ladybugs doing in my house in the dead of winter?? Shouldn’t they be in Florida on vacation?

Ladybugs

I like ladybugs—in theory. They’re cute, and they make nice little drawings for themed stuff.

Last night as I was getting ready for bed, I noticed a ladybug on the wall above my mirror. I thought it looked kinda cute up there and briefly wondered if I should do something about it. I promptly forgot it.

Earlier today, I discovered a ladybug—quite dead—on the carpet right outside my bedroom door. I fleetingly remembered the ladybug from last night and figured that it must have perished from lack of nourishment. What would a ladybug dine on in a place such as this? Then this evening when I was, once again, readying for bed, I saw the original ladybug—still alive—sitting on my silver toothbrush holder. Again, I thought it looked kinda cute and did nothing to bother the ladybug.

I left the bathroom for a span of five or ten minutes. When I returned, my eyes fell upon the ladybug once again—sitting on the bristle part of my toothbrush. Now that was not cute!! Not knowing where ladybugs normally hang out, I figured it would be kinda gross to use the toothbrush again.

The ladybug met a rather untimely demise, and I went in search of a new toothbrush, which I finally found after climbing a ladder to peer in the upper recesses of my cupboard. Upon the discovery that I did indeed possess a new toothbrush, the old toothbrush met a slightly less untimely demise.

What are two ladybugs doing in my house in the dead of winter?? Shouldn’t they be in Florida on vacation?

Just In...

!!NEWSFLASH!!

At 10:13 PM, CST, Sharon, of The River Bank, KY, completed her Winter Term class--6 days ahead of the scheduled due date. Ms. Sharon was elated at the completion of the project and celebrated the occasion with a bowl of caramel-coated cornpuffs, a freshly made rice crispy treat, and a bottle of water.

When asked for a statement, she smiled and said, "My heart goes out to the unfortunate souls that have not, as of yet, completed their Winter Term. I wish them well in their endeavors.” Further inquiry as to her future plans received a response of “I can think of 100 different things that I could do with this next week, but for now, I think I'll just sit back, twiddle my thumbs, and think Happy Thoughts."

And having made that statement, Ms. Sharon quietly withdrew to think Happy Thoughts.