Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Under the Weather

Flat on my back is more like it.

I had my wisdom teeth out.   Let me warn you that if you have this procedure past the age of 21 you will hear more times than you'd like "aren't you a little old for that?"  Well, yes thanks for noticing.  You will also find that the surgery has in common with childbirth and kidney stones, the universal need by survivors to share their horror stories.   The message from everyone I have encounter is universal:

You are old and as bad as things are they are going to get worse.

To be honest it wasn't that bad.   I did get dry sockets, but didn't have a horrible experience with them.   I got very ill, but it was due to the cosmic scale coincidence of getting an unrelated infection on the same day as the procedure.  If I got the infection from the dentist let's just say that I would be set for life when the trial concluded.

After a trip to the doctor, blood work, peeing in a cup, etc. the problem was identified.   I either have a bladder infection and they prescribed Cipro for it, or I have Anthrax and everyone is afraid to tell me.  I have been throwing back shots of 100% cranberry juice and I am guessing by the success of that that my infection is in fact located in my bladder and not the result of terrorism or close contact with livestock.

I ended up spending a week longer in bed than I had anticipated.  I am now on the mend, but still get worn out pretty easily.  I feel just well enough to be bored, but not well enough to do anything about it.

On the plus side I updated my website, added new products and services, watched all of the Netflix streaming 19th century drama/romances worth watching, and feel a renewed kinship with my stay-at-home moms on Facebook.