I annoy me!

My dental traumas have long been catalogued here (see 'dentistry'tag) but to cut a long story short I have periodontal disease, the result of which is that over time my teeth are loosening and will fall out. Do not go there, the thought horrifies me let alone the reality but there is little to be done and right now, in fact for the last two years, I have one back tooth that really doesn't want to be where it should be any longer.

And thereby hangs something of a problem. I am dental phobic. I have dealt with it in the main, I have always gone to the dentist albeit under the influence of Valium, save for a period in Scotland when dentistry in the UK first became something of an economic stupidity between those practising and the government, but I have never managed to get a grip of the extraction carry on. No way. Nope. You are not pulling anything out of my head, I don't care how much anaesthesia you inject into me or how much you try to convince me it won't hurt, you are still not doing it Mr Dentist. Sorry, but just no!

So, I now have the aforementioned back tooth that is all but hanging on by a thread, it hurts all the time (they all hurt all the time courtesy of the perio. disease but this one is bad hurt), I can't eat properly, I constantly have infections, yada, yada, yada but can I get myself together enough to bite the bullet? (no pun intended) No! Seemingly I can't!

Jeez....I annoy me at times!

I did finally today persuade myself into the surgery in the hope that in my brave moment they would do the deed but it was not to be, they insisted I have an appointment. I insisted that would be pointless because I wouldn't actually make it, they insisted there was no other way, not even if I was prepared to sit and wait. I left, still with the offending tooth.

Back to square one!

I really must get myself together and sort this out but somehow, each time I try, my resolve weakens and I either cancel the appointment or 'leg it' at the last moment. I am a grown woman, it is wholly pathetic I know but knowing that doesn't help!

What is most galling is that my teeth themselves are nigh on perfect, nothing wrong with them... it's the jaw bone that's the issue so as if losing one's teeth isn't bad enough I will lose un-filled, un-capped, perfect working order teeth! Ack.

Did I mention I annoy me intensely at times?

All the world's a stage

I don't think I retained a great deal from my days in education but for some inexplicable reason one thing stuck firmly in my mind and recently I find myself keep repeating parts of it in my head.

Somehow, though very little of my education seemed relevant at the time, right now this seems to be the exception and to have new relevance.

"All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms;
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' brow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lin'd,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well sav'd, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion;
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything."

William Shakespeare.
'As you like it' - Jaques (Act II, Scene VII, lines 139-166)

Saturday silliness!

A very lazy post but both worth a watch and a giggle!:o)

Cat betrays his girlfriend.


Best wedding entrance...ever!

Suddenly....

...life seems a little more smiley!

That's all.

:o)

The husband song

For all you hard done by guys, a little something you may identify with and to make you laugh. ;o)

Bloody computers!

I have spent the better part of the last three days trying to fix TP's computer, which, to put it in *ahem* technical terms, is completely and utterly borked!

I won't bore you with the details but it's status is far from happy and having tried absolutely everything I can think of, within my limited knowledge, it remains, still to this moment, completely and utterly borked! Nothing I have done has made a significant difference and most of what I would have liked to have tried I haven't been able too because of the problem I am trying to fix!

So...I have thrown in the towel, given up, admitted defeat, gone away with my tail between my legs and as I type, nice 'Mr Pro computer fixing guy' is taking a look at some considerable expense....and I have that horrible feeling that any minute now I am going to get a rather large dollop of egg on my face!

Watch this space.

Ugh!

Manic!

Life has become somewhat manic of late and I can't really even define exactly why but between hospital appointments, the day to day minutiae of life and trying to fit in just a tiny bit of a life, I seem to need something like 28 hours in each day at the moment!

It is thus that I have been somewhat absent in these parts...shamefully absent I will admit but it just can't be helped, when the going gets manic something has to 'give' and it's been this recently.

I am however 'onto it' and things may improve slightly, if not please just bear with me while my efforts are concentrated elsewhere.

On the positive side this doesn't mean things at chez gemmak have deteriorated, the reverse in fact. TP has been considerably stabilised having spent a few days 'holiday', as it has affectionately become known as here, at the local and very amazing hospice and quality of life has been upped significantly.

So that's it, life is a little manic but I haven't disappeared, rather just become slightly distracted on and off! ;o)

Cotton wool clouds

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Summer's final fling!

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Something amazing happened!

Life has a habit of surprising us at the most unexpected of times and this Thursday just gone was one of those times.

TP was admitted into the local hospice for a small palliative procedure for a few days on Thursday and whilst it is indeed an amazing place providing an amazing service, that isn't the story I am referring to in the title of this post.

Walking in on Thursday I was suddenly confronted by a nurse, grabbing hold of me and exclaiming loudly 'Oh my God, it's you!' At this point you will understand that I was somewhat surprised and not a little confused! The lady in question was very vaguely familiar to me but I couldn't work out why and she certainly wasn't someone I expected to be greeting me in such an effusive manner.

Having hugged me seemingly unendingly she began to enlighten me;

It transpires that years ago, maybe twelve or thirteen, when I was working on a customer services desk for a national retailer, she had been a customer. I won't bore you with the minutiae but she had 'taken issue' with me over a purchase she had made and we had become involved in a protracted conversation.... which along the way had moved from it's initial subject to something more personal and something that I have experience and some knowledge of.

Apparently I talked to her at some length, offered some advice and she left but what I said to her had somehow 'hit home'where others hadn't. She took my advice within days, did what needed to be done and the result, and this is the amazing bit, that she now considers that I quite literally saved her life!!! She tried to find me sometime later to thank me but I had left the area. She said she has thought of me often since and wondered if we would ever meet again so she could tell me how I helped her.

To say I am gobsmacked would be a pretty big understatement and whilst I'm sure she would have managed to find her way without my advice it is very humbling and pretty amazing to think I might have helped in any way. To feel that she even remembered the incident let alone that it had any impact on her life just amazes me.

We of course sat chatting for a while catching up and she then proceeded to drag me embarrassingly around the building by the arm excitedly introducing me to her colleagues as 'the woman that saved my life' *blush, ever wanted to hide in a hole?*

What is truly amazing though is that somehow we met all those years ago and I helped her unknowingly and now she has re-appeared in my life by coincidence, this time to help me and mine!

Life can be very surprising and very special when you least expect it sometimes!

It is a good thing....

....to realise that he who broke your heart and shattered your life is no longer the last thing on your mind as you fall asleep at night or the first thing on your mind as you wake up each morning!

A very good thing. :o)

Autumn sunset!

This evening....




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All grown up!

Remember these?....


Well they turned into these....


More here.

I haz a happy.....

....I'm not altogether sure why ahem,but I woke up this morning feeling particularly smiley and of late this isn't the usual condition in which I find myself, in fact it's most odd!

And better still, despite things going on around me doing their level best to reverse my current unexpected state I seem to be able, for now at least, to rise above it all and hang onto my happy! :o))


Long may it last....