Oh, Fay, I'm glad that's all it was. When I was reading your post, I kept thinking, "Well they need to get her taken care of right away. That is a stroke." I'm glad it was just her teeth.
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oh my ... Fay's story had me laughing.
I once saw one of these video clips, from Australia. It was granny's birthday and the family had her sitting in a chair in the middle of the room while a male stripper (down to a Speedo) danced in front of her. He had a birthday card tucked in there and told her she had to remove it with her teeth. So she looked at him, said "all right then", removed her teeth and used them pluck the card out.
Yay for vw's compassionate professor. Now math is behind you.
Priceless grandmother moment, Fay. I had a very similar relationship with my father's mother. The first thing she said to my mother after I was born was "I hope you don't think I'm going to do any babysitting" and it went downhill from there.
A question for the class: In hell, are you on hold with Microsoft or Dell? (Microsoft says its Dell's responsibility and Dell's support would be more useful if it consisted of a thousand monkeys on a thousand typewriters.)
Well, at least with the monkeys you'd end up with Hamlet.
Cindy, I was thinking of you last night. Kittenish played It Was Black and Wriggling and It Looked Like a Bug, So I Ate It. Of course, it was a bug, so the story just kind of ends there.
If Chris would eat bugs, Cass, I think I could deal. At least he'd be getting some meat in non-McNugget form.
From the crunchy sound she made, it was both protein and fiber.
Cass, you up for a little phone call, or are you a busy girl?
Ring me, oh bug one.
Funny you guys were talking about people's need to play with their meds. After school ended, I decided to stop taking my AD's, because things were going so well. IT was a failed experiment; I ended up sleeping 14 hours a day and feeling leaden, so I started up again yesterday.
At least this time, I was paying attention to how I felt, and decided to go back on before thing were at ground zero, emotionally. I just don't want to be ON them; I have this crazy need to believe that my emotional status should be determined by me, not by some chemical interaction.
Good news, tho: with my new health insurance provider my AD went from a $25 copay to $5.55!
BAd news: My Ambien went from a $25 copay to $55
But I bought the Ambien to try to get my sleeping patterns normalized -- school starts in a month, and I thought it better to give myself a month to do it than a week or two. And they are BADLY skewed: I've been going to sleep at about 8 a.m. and waking at 6 p.m.