It took about an hour to get the bleeding to stop last night, but it finally did, thanks to the tea bag trick (biting on a damp tea bag -- the tannins in black tea make blood vessels constrict and it slows/stops bleeding). It's still okay this morning, but he called the periodontist and they want to see him this afternoon anyway, which I think is a good thing.

That was...fairly freaky.

I'm glad it's better, but, yeah. Lots of blood from almost any orifice can be pretty scary.

It is good to hear it stopped the bleeding. May there be cake later to celebrate a good follow up visit.

Or, considering Tim's mouth, ice cream? something soft and soothing.

Best wishes for his mouth being all right.

Make a cake milkshake!

Make a cake milkshake!

Sure. With frosting!

My goal for today is not to get out of my bathrobe and pajama pants.

My goal for today is not to get out of my bathrobe and pajama pants.

May you succeed brilliantly.

My goal for today is to finish a cup of coffee without having to nuke it after neglecting it for too long on my desk. I like Zen's goal better.

Now my goal for tonight involves putting a dent in that box of wine.

Erma Bombeck wrote that,too, that she had parties to fix up her house.

Part of the reason I have monthly Bitches' Brunches is so I know the house will get a deep clean once a month. External Motivators Yay!!

Poor Tim! Clotting~ma.

My goal for today is not to get out of my bathrobe and pajama pants.

May the slounge be ever in your favor.

So far I'm succeeding in my goal. However, a total communication fail at work has made me so damn mad I'm about ready to have a drink and call it quits for the day. I'm overreacting and I even know it, but it doesn't matter, I've done my job and I don't think I've pissed off more than one person, and no one can see me stalking around and cursing.