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So, I was fully ready to sit down and write a post this evening after my dentist appointment, but I came home with…three more dentist appointments, within the next seven days.

The day before writing this post: X-rays and cleaning
The day before this post goes up: Fillings (four)
Today: Fillings (four)
Tomorrow: Fillings (Three)
Next Wednesday: Oral surgery to remove my wisdoms and two misbehaving molars.

I haven’t mentioned it, but I’ve spent every day since Halloween on a liquid diet. I cracked a back molar somewhere between the Reese’s Cups and the Payday bars, and suddenly chewing became impossible. I’ve put some things into the blender in this last month that was never intended to be liquid. I am going to  leave this experience with more respect for my inside-outside bones.

(I’m not a total slob; one of my many disorders causes tooth enamel to break down without nearly excessive care. That in combination with the fact that ‘brushing my teeth’ was a weird bedtime ritual that happened at Grandma’s house until I was well into my teens, I’m very, very lucky to have the healthy teeth I do. I’ve learned, but the damage is done.)

Also, never ever ever wear noise-canceling headphones in an attempt to escape dentist mouth drill sounds. It does not have the intended effect. Instead of protecting you from the drill sounds, it traps you in a universe of only drill sounds. Any attempts to add music to drown out the drill will only add the distant echo of said music.

All that to say, I’m still going to do my normal back-end work, but the Sims Overthinking will be a few weeks. I need to catch my breath between stabbings.

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