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real nightmare
Jul. 30th, 2005 10:44 pmthe day was made especially weird today when one of my molars began disintegrating. rather unexpectedly while eating a potato chip, big pieces of tooth started crumbling off and i picked them out of my mouth, stunned at the size of them. i lost probably a third of that tooth over the course of today. there's no specific pain, nothing stabbing, like i would have expected, but there is a dull throbbing pain in my cheekbone that i think is related to this.
and i keep nearly cutting my tongue on the new sharpness of it. i have to eat with extreme slowness and attention.
i don't grind my teeth at night at all, and i didn't know that there was a cavity in this tooth, but there seems to be some evidence that perhaps there was, although i don't know if maybe it was a cavity from when i was a kid that was drilled and filled. caerie's looksee inside seems to confirm the latter.
i've had nightmares of my teeth just crumbling before, so this definitely put me in a very weird mood. very weird.
so weird in fact, that i went through the whole day thinking the tooth was on the bottom row of teeth, and in the evening suddenly being shocked that my whole experience of the event was upside down, and that the tooth was actually on the top row.
made weirder still by our brief stop in Nederland for "Miner's Days" where we watched a competition of miners trying to pound holes in a huge stone with a five minute time limit. the fastest guy we saw made a six inch deep hole in solid stone with just a hammer and a steel rod. in five minutes. i know i'm going to dream about those guys hammering away at my teeth.
hell, maybe today was a dream.
i've avoided dentists for most of my adult life, having gone once since i was eighteen, and i suppose that's gotten me into this position. right now, though, i can't wait to get to a dentist. i have a feeling the doctor is going to want to pull it, which is not my idea of a good time.
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we had originally gone up the mountain to see if there were any mushrooms up. we should always remember not to hunt shrooms in July, there was nothing up, NOTHING. a big void of fungal growth. not even a boring, diminuitive Little Brown Mushroom. ZERO.
at one of our favorite spots we stopped along the trail and listened as a beetle gave us a concert, together with the wind blowing and the bugs and birds and an airplane flying over, it was our own little self-generating drone forest song. so it wasn't a total loss, that was the best part of the day.
i miss the mountains a lot. there's a reason people get all sentimental about phrases like "a mountain breeze", that's because mountain breezes are FUCKING awesome. the mountains smell like no other place on Earth.
and i keep nearly cutting my tongue on the new sharpness of it. i have to eat with extreme slowness and attention.
i don't grind my teeth at night at all, and i didn't know that there was a cavity in this tooth, but there seems to be some evidence that perhaps there was, although i don't know if maybe it was a cavity from when i was a kid that was drilled and filled. caerie's looksee inside seems to confirm the latter.
i've had nightmares of my teeth just crumbling before, so this definitely put me in a very weird mood. very weird.
so weird in fact, that i went through the whole day thinking the tooth was on the bottom row of teeth, and in the evening suddenly being shocked that my whole experience of the event was upside down, and that the tooth was actually on the top row.
made weirder still by our brief stop in Nederland for "Miner's Days" where we watched a competition of miners trying to pound holes in a huge stone with a five minute time limit. the fastest guy we saw made a six inch deep hole in solid stone with just a hammer and a steel rod. in five minutes. i know i'm going to dream about those guys hammering away at my teeth.
hell, maybe today was a dream.
i've avoided dentists for most of my adult life, having gone once since i was eighteen, and i suppose that's gotten me into this position. right now, though, i can't wait to get to a dentist. i have a feeling the doctor is going to want to pull it, which is not my idea of a good time.
==
we had originally gone up the mountain to see if there were any mushrooms up. we should always remember not to hunt shrooms in July, there was nothing up, NOTHING. a big void of fungal growth. not even a boring, diminuitive Little Brown Mushroom. ZERO.
at one of our favorite spots we stopped along the trail and listened as a beetle gave us a concert, together with the wind blowing and the bugs and birds and an airplane flying over, it was our own little self-generating drone forest song. so it wasn't a total loss, that was the best part of the day.
i miss the mountains a lot. there's a reason people get all sentimental about phrases like "a mountain breeze", that's because mountain breezes are FUCKING awesome. the mountains smell like no other place on Earth.
