It was a week ago today I went in to have my wisdom teeth removed. Months before the operation, I was scared. Days before the operation, I was very scared. Hours before the operation, I thought I was going to … Continue reading
**This post is a contribution to the weekly Spin Cycle, sponsored by Jen at Sprite’s Keeper. This week’s topic was creative writing. Swing by her site for more of the most creative words on the web.** Question (from Anonymous): This … Continue reading
Believe it or not [and you probably won’t], I actually do try to stay optimistic throughout the hard times of my life. It isn’t easy, though. Still, I try. Despite the fact that I now have holes in four different … Continue reading
A lot of people have been commenting on how well I must be doing with my weight-loss plan, since I never feel like swallowing food whole eating anymore. And guess what? They’re right. I weighed 151 when I went in … Continue reading
Remember that last post, how I bravely declared that “they can take my wisdom teeth, but they can’t take my spirit?” Lies—my spirit is completely crushed. Just for the record, I think getting one’s wisdom teeth removed is a very … Continue reading
My wisdom teeth removal went…as well as could be expected. I’m alive, anyway. That’s good. Poor Kyle’s been a darling. The Run-Down: Woke up 6 a.m.. Showered. Dried hair; braided (most conducive style for laying on one’s deathbed). Arrived 7:30. … Continue reading
{I know you’re all thinking, “Seriously? How much momentum can one girl get out of one tiny surgery?” The answer to that question is STICK AROUND; YOU AIN’T SEEN NOTHIN’ YET.} Inasmuch as I’m undergoing major surgery tomorrow {or today … Continue reading