Saturday, July 10, 2004
After last night I also noticed that I haven’t done that "big post". The last 3 weeks have had no blogs :-) Well, I guess I will fix that.
I Finished on the 18th of June. But it doesn’t mean that it was a boring day. Actually it was the complete opposite. Tori was around, and I did not acknowledge even seeing her. But it still affected me. I wrote a heap of poems (posted on DA). Thinking back to that day, I don't know what I was so worked up about. Sure she seemed to be laughing at me, but what does that matter. I have not tried to talk to her for a long time, and all but a small part of me has given up. But that part will never give up, because it is not specific to Tori, it was only focused on Tori at that time. If I totally give up, I will have given up on love. Totally. But as with everything that is said in hindsight, things seem far easier to cope with and understand. I just hope I understand these things enough to believe that the things happened for a reason, and there is no use at all in wanting those moments to change.
I enjoyed two weeks of holidays, pain free. Walldo had a party, and so did Megan.
Then I got my wisdom teeth removed on the 2nd of July. It wasn't as bad as I expected. I didn’t even notice falling asleep. And
when I woke up the pain was quite bearable. But from hearing what others have experienced, I got off lucky. Most had bruising and/or intense pain. I was fine, that is until a few days ago. It seems that one of the sockets has not been cleaned out enough, so itis acting like it is infected. I quote "Increased pain and swelling and a foul tasting intraoral discharge". That is an understatement. Every 20 minutes or so that foul taste seeped from the socket. Since finding out that it needs to be washed out, the foul taste is still there. But it is less frequent, and I know what to do now when I do taste it. That leads me to say that the surgeon has no bedside manner at all. She treated my inquisitions with no empathy. She seems cold and unemotional, and she has not shown me anything to make me think any different.
That seems about it. I like my holidays, and I find that doing nothing at all can be much more enjoyable than any real work.
But Monday I go back, I don’t think I would have wanted much more time off, I need work to keep my mind occupied, I can't do nothing my whole life. It gets boring after a while :-)
//Simmo 6:05pm
I Finished on the 18th of June. But it doesn’t mean that it was a boring day. Actually it was the complete opposite. Tori was around, and I did not acknowledge even seeing her. But it still affected me. I wrote a heap of poems (posted on DA). Thinking back to that day, I don't know what I was so worked up about. Sure she seemed to be laughing at me, but what does that matter. I have not tried to talk to her for a long time, and all but a small part of me has given up. But that part will never give up, because it is not specific to Tori, it was only focused on Tori at that time. If I totally give up, I will have given up on love. Totally. But as with everything that is said in hindsight, things seem far easier to cope with and understand. I just hope I understand these things enough to believe that the things happened for a reason, and there is no use at all in wanting those moments to change.
I enjoyed two weeks of holidays, pain free. Walldo had a party, and so did Megan.
Then I got my wisdom teeth removed on the 2nd of July. It wasn't as bad as I expected. I didn’t even notice falling asleep. And
when I woke up the pain was quite bearable. But from hearing what others have experienced, I got off lucky. Most had bruising and/or intense pain. I was fine, that is until a few days ago. It seems that one of the sockets has not been cleaned out enough, so itis acting like it is infected. I quote "Increased pain and swelling and a foul tasting intraoral discharge". That is an understatement. Every 20 minutes or so that foul taste seeped from the socket. Since finding out that it needs to be washed out, the foul taste is still there. But it is less frequent, and I know what to do now when I do taste it. That leads me to say that the surgeon has no bedside manner at all. She treated my inquisitions with no empathy. She seems cold and unemotional, and she has not shown me anything to make me think any different.
That seems about it. I like my holidays, and I find that doing nothing at all can be much more enjoyable than any real work.
But Monday I go back, I don’t think I would have wanted much more time off, I need work to keep my mind occupied, I can't do nothing my whole life. It gets boring after a while :-)
//Simmo 6:05pm
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