Not only do I not need a root canal, I had a CT scan on Friday and the doc says there is definitely no "mass" there (meaning it's not friggin' cancer). His theory is that it's a swollen peri-somethingorother gland due to a treatable infection, and that the antibiotics the dentist prescribed last week are exactly what I needed. That appears to be the case as I'm not nearly as swell a guy as I was last week.
So not so much an "OMG this great thing happened" as "OMG this terrible thing didn't happen." But I'll take it.
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In loyalty to their kind
They cannot tolerate our minds
In loyalty to our kind
We cannot tolerate their obstruction - Airplane, Jefferson
I do not remember the last time I was able to post on this thread. But I do have some good news (finally) and I'd love to share it.
1) Both pregnancy tests came out negative.
2) After spending the last month seaching for an affordable apartment that we would not hate, we have finally found a gorgeous townhouse just outside of town in a quiet area with lots of grass, a huge pool, and a really awesome floor plan with tons of storage. Cannot wait to get out of Birmingham (don't evar move here) and back to Tuscaloosa where we can be closer to Brett's cemetary.
3) As soon as we reserve the townhouse we are putting our vacation planning on the fast track. Hopefully, in a couple of weeks, Joe and I will be on a cruise heading for the Caribbean while the boys go to Pawpaw's for a week.
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In loyalty to their kind
They cannot tolerate our minds
In loyalty to our kind
We cannot tolerate their obstruction - Airplane, Jefferson
A year ago I was miserable. I was trapped in a relationship which was just killing me, and trying very hard to make it work - making adjustments, making arrangements around the whims and whatnots of someone who could never be satisfied no matter what because, really, the very me-ness of me was what he didn't like. Then he left me.
Now I look and I see this apartment, this job, this bank account, this having food which I provided for me and my boy and I think, you know - I - like Gloria Gaynor before me - will survive. But really, I am more than surviving.
Through the wonder of therapy, self-examination, and wanting to be nice to people despite what had gone before, I have found someone who appreciates me - I like me just fine.
AND now there's someone else in my life who is sweet to me, who treats me well, and who is both a hoot and tender.
AND SO - to Plant Woman, and all of us - I invite you to the disco: