I've followed up percoset and vicodin with ambien, with no problems. (Not at the same time!)

But I have a high drug tolerance. My doc has worked extensively on my insomnia meds, and they're tweaked to such a high levels that most people would fall asleep before they'd even made it from the bathroom to bed.

There's supposed to be a blood clot. It's part of the healing process.

We lost a dear friend of the family today, not unexpectedly. She loved a good, long life and she will be missed.

I'm sorry, sj.

I'm so sorry sj.

I woke up from a pain meds induced nap and went to check on the extraction site - it looked okay the last time I looked. And now there's a piece of tooth or root or something poking out and no sign of a blood clot. Of course I discover this 3 minutes AFTER the oral surgeon's office closed so I called the after hours number and I'm waiting for a call back.

It looks almost like a baby tooth. I Getting this tooth taken care of is like to dealing with Hydra or something. As soon as I think I'm getting this fixed another thing happens.

I'm sorry sj

And askye, I hope they call soon and can reassure you.

Well they did. It could be food he said I got pissed.

I rinsed my mouth out with salt water.

You know how (I think it was your son) swallowed something and it was square and white and shaped like a tooth? Turns out I had a chunk of potato from my lunch of mashed potatoes stuck int here that looked like a tooth.

I got a different brand of mashed potatoes than I've been eating because they were on sale, they are also chunkier and I didn't realize it. So I feel foolish for over reating over a piece of mashed potato. At least it's nothing.

I wouldn't call that over-reacting, askye. I would have been very concerned, too, by something that looked like a tooth being where a tooth shouldn't be. And by "very concerned" I mean "probably needing a Valium".

Listen to Zenkitty; she is wise.

UGH -- I CANNOT EVEN deal with my husband's ex and selling this house. I'm so pissed I can't even go into details right now; I want nothing more to get her on the phone and get into a fully-honest, Chris Kluweesque screaming match at her at about what a fucking control freak she is and how much of a pain in the ass she is; she is NOT in sole control of the house situation, and she needs to get to therapy and stop screaming at my husband and getting emo over everything.

TAKE SOME XANAX, BITCH. I am thisclose to the edge of taking this to the mat. One more incident -- one more, after 5 years of her horribleness and bullshit -- and I am fucking taking her down. I have had ENOUGH.