Friday, August 26, 2011

Say "Ahhhhh"

It is typical for most if not all people that when you go to the dentist at some point the hygienist will tell you to say "Ahhhh". The story I am about to recount is the story of how my "Ah" got stuck.

It started out as any other day... then I fell off my 6ft tall bed. Just, ya know, the usual things.

My alarm clock went off so I sat up and went to climb off my loft bed. My foot was only on the top wrung but I slipped off and went careening to the floor where I lay for a few minutes till I fell asleep once more.

Later on (mid afternoon) I had a dentist appointment. No biggy. I've never been afraid of the dentist. (Never had any cavities either). So I go and take a seat in the ever comfortable electronic reclining chair they use. The hygienist began working at my teeth and soon my mouth was opened nice and wide (I've always been good about that). She finished whatever she had been doing in my mouth for the moment and turned to switch tools so I went to close my mouth but I couldn't!

My mouth was stuck open.

Apparently I dislocated my jaw by opening too wide.Talk about terrifying though... Eternal gaping.

So calmly I said "Ah cahn't cloth eye owth"... The hygienist turned to me and said "You can't? Try for me." No offense but.. I JUST DID. Anyways I demonstrated how I couldn't so she went and got my dentist.

The dentist comes in a minute later with a smile on her face while saying something to the affect of "everything will be just fine." She then proceeded to take a seat next to me and began trying to manipulate my jaw around... Rather aggressively. Well, my jaw then cramped. The muscles literally spazzed out. So besides the fact that my mouth was in the fixated position of being open, it now hurt like heck.

Lovely.

So my dentist goes "Well you sure are stuck, you just sit tight for a minute". ha, ha... I learned a few minutes later that she was calling my oral surgeon to see if he could see me and get my jaw back in place himself. The hygienist then came back in and told me that my mum would take me to my oral surgeon's office. So I got up (You would not believe how much a dislocated jaw effects walking) and went out to the waiting room.

A side not: I was aware this whole time that, even though I was in rather a serious pickle, it sure probably LOOKED humorous. Unfortunate for me...

Anyhoo, my mum and I then walked out to get in the car and drive to the oral surgeon. We were almost to the car when, wonder of wonders, my jaw relaxed and closed nicely into place. I did a small happy laugh then instantly began bawling my eyes out.

You see, when your mouth is stuck open it's a very odd situation and you don't really realize how much you wanted to cry during the whole ordeal until it's over.

We still drove over to the oral surgeon's office to get an X-ray of my jaw, just to be sure it was now where it was supposed to be. It was. HALLELUJAH!

So now that's it's all over I unofficially have a sprained jaw. Fortunately this is a very good excuse to eat ice cream ;)

Monday, August 1, 2011

Summer Days

So my greyhound Digby has been learning the lay of the land around my house for about two weeks now. Many things are still strange and wonderful novelties to him. Such as the television. Black and white shows and movies he doesn't pay any mind to but then if we put in any sort of cartoons with lots of sounds and colors he gets VERY excited. He'll stand in front of our big screen and cock his head back and forth at each sound. The most fun thing about it is that if you pause or stop whatever is playing he starts to whine and bark at the TV. It's very easy to be amused when watching him.

Unfortunately there ARE some downers to having this new doggy.

I have enough trouble keeping my toes from getting hurt as it is, (Table legs and bed posts always seem to love to trip me) but Digby steps on my toes. It hurts. Imagine an 80lb dog stepping on your toes... And staying there happily until you get over the initial trauma and manage to free your foot. I'm seriously considering steel toed shoes...

I actually do other things with my life though than protect my toes and watch my dog.

The other day I went to the Rapids Water Park.

It was fun.

The Florida sun was not.

In Florida around noon you do not want to be near any WINDOWS let alone outside.

I'm all like "Alright this should be a nice day at the water park" :)
The sun is like "MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA... you missed a spot with your sunscreen" >:D "Let's see how long it takes me to get your skin to be lobster-ized".

Thanks again, Florida. I love you too.