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Wellness is a Gift

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Today Is Beautiful

Today Is Beautiful

Oh Hey, Hello. How ya doing? For the record, this is not being written by a devastated family member. My memory is a little fuzzy, but I believe yesterday I went into my dentist for a voluntary death wish. As far as I’m concerned, they granted that wish and this is I Rebecca, reincarnated.

I could still be in pain. I could be a thousand times better. Who’s to say. I wouldn’t know because they doubled the strength of my pain killers, packed my new found nemesis ‘dry socket’ with foam and anointed the blessed area with clove oil. I’m numb from the top of my head to the tips of my toes and plan on remaining there until I’m positive coming off the drugs will not hurt.

Resurrection is good, reeks and tastes like holy cloves, but good nonetheless!

This little bleep on my radar has brought to surface just how much I take for granted feeling well 95% of the rest of the year. Normally I’m zipping around, doing exactly what I want, when I want, without regard to the effortless movement my body allows me. Feeling healthy in my reality is as involuntary as breathing.

Experiences like what I’ve been temporarily dealing with, encourages me to think about those who suffer from chronic pain and ongoing health issues. My heart goes out to those where pain is simply a matter of levels and daily maintenance. I can’t imagine how (but I know I would, if I needed) some people must tailor a life around something that is out of their control and can’t be taken away by time and healing. To the people who deal with ongoing health issues, I admire your perseverance.

I’ve heard the notion a lot, that life is fragile. Maybe that’s true to some degree….. Individual life is a fragile gift of time and can be gone in a second of circumstance when the body can no longer function. But I don’t believe people themselves resemble fragile, at all. People are tenacious, fighters, strong and full of involuntary desire to endure just about anything life can toss our way.

People don’t die from heartbreak, nor horrendous days or even excruciating tooth pain. People remain despite terrible childhoods and vicious partnerships. People suffer devastating losses of entire families in a car wreck and continue on. We lose grandparents, parents, children, the worst sort of internal pain and yet, people carry on. Life may be a fragile state of being held to reality by a thin current of physical energy, but people can and do survive the unimaginable, the unexplainable, the ongoing ugly life can conjure up and everything in between. How can I not admire that resilience?

I guess sometimes I just sit back and marvel at the beauty and power of humanity. It doesn’t take pharmaceutical drugs and the scent of cloves for my mind to realize the precious appreciation I feel for life around me. My mind frequently wanders there, today I just felt like mentioning it since I’ve been nose to nose my own version of Jesus over the last week~

4 Rubber Duckies and a Funeral

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Today is a good day for a Threesome

Today is a good day for a Foursome

I know I said I wouldn’t write about this again. But it’s ALL consuming and no other thoughts can penetrate my brain at this point in time so… sue me. Have your lawyer contact my lawyer and we can let them duke it out. Because I’m going there……I can’t help myself!

I don’t think I signed my original pledge in blood or sacrificed a small bird at the end of my hopeful paragraph, so your lawyer might have a weak case. Just saying……..

Something has gone wrong at the spot where my tooth used to be located. I don’t know what is wrong, but my highly tuned instincts tell me this is so. I know this gut instinct is spot on, because I would like to die. I would like someone to take a sledgehammer and knock me upside the head so I can finally be unconscious and blissfully out of my misery. This new enhanced pain makes me wonder what in gods name was I whining about when I simply had a broken tooth. Broken tooth pain felt like a soft breeze caressing my skin compared to this new mind boggling experience.

I called my dentist office at 8:00 a.m sharp this morning.

Secretary Mindy, all cheery and bright, “Good Morning, Dr. W office, how may I help you?”

Rebecca: “Yes, This is Rebecca, your favorite Dental phobia patient that you did a tooth extraction on Friday.”

Secretary Mindy, “Oh hey Rebecca, surprised to hear from you, how are you doing?”

 Rebecca: ” Yes, something has gone terribly wrong and I would like to schedule a time to come in so you can all just kill me. Put me out of my misery. Mount my head on the wall to evoke fear in all your patrons.”

Secretary Mindy: “Hahah, you’re so funny.”

Rebecca:” I’m dead serious. I would like to die now. I wanted to die last night, but I don’t have enough pain killers left to overdose. YOU HAVE TO HELP ME.”

Secretary Mindy: “Can you be here by 11:20?”

Rebecca: ” I’ll be early. Do I get another rubber duckie to go with my collection?”

Secretary Mindy: ” I’ll give you two.”

I’ve had about all I can take of this. If there wasn’t such a thing as bad luck, I’d have no luck whatsoever. Please tell me someone else has experienced this sort of tooth misery before. I can’t be the only one. I’m talking the kind of pain that makes you want a quick and peaceful death, just so you can sleep again………..

BUT, I’m not letting this tooth issue break my daily writing streak of 48 days. Nope, no way. Someday, I will return to normal. Someday I’ll write about something that doesn’t reek of moaning and groaning and irrational requests. Someday, I may even eat again~

Saturday Slumber

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Sweet Sleeping Bandon~ My Inspiration For the Day

Sweet Sleeping Bandon~ My Inspiration For the Day

Today is all about Saturday Rest.

After yesterdays particularly brutal afternoon, evening and late night, I’ve decided today is about pajamas, text messaging my family from the bed (as good as a bell) and hopeful sleep.

Why did no one mention to me that once the novacaine wore off yesterday I would beg for a quick death? Huh? Whats the deal? Was everyone holding out on me or what?

It was shocking. I’ve never had a tooth extraction like I did yesterday. Usually it’s… fill a diet coke caused cavity and milkshakes afterwards. But this back molar, broken and sad, had to go………I thought Friday would be my day of grace, of sweet mercy. Hell No. Issues I’d never heard before came stomping into my afternoon. Lack of blood clots and dry socket. Score one for the phobia column.

So instead of sweet grace and mercy, I was biting down on tea bags and gulping more then the recommended dosage of painkillers. Robert eventually swiped my pain pill bottle from the side of my bed and had Kaitlyn hide the bottle from me. My frantic and desperate plea’s every 10 minutes insisting it was TIME FOR ANOTHER PILL fell on deaf ears. The traitors. I was reduced to sobbing that any family or friend of mine would smother me with a pillow and consider themselves a hero. It was, truly, that bad…….tears bad and I don’t do tears.

Now, I know I’ve been whining about this tooth thing for a week now. I swear, this is it. Last time. I do feel better today, beyond tired, but better. So, I’m taking a clue from my dog. I’m going to lay my head on thy pillow, squeeze my eye’s shut, and pretend this last week never, ever, happened.

So how was you week?

And yes, the dentist was in full on dental camo. Sneaky little bugger wasn’t he…….