Once again I’m to the point in my current class that I’d really rather do anything but the assignment in front of me. I’m glad I’ve learned not to rant all day about it, but waiting until the end of the day to produce my required pages is really getting old. I may have had good reason to wait, though, since I accomplished a lot this week.
I completed all my assignments this week.
I took three walks for a total distance of almost 6.4 miles.
I added 1,451 words to my novelette.
I even got to read another (fiction) book and hang out with an old family friend.
So it’s been a busy, productive week… except it’s after midnight on a Sunday night and I feel flattened. This whole work/school/life balance is a major challenge. Especially since I finally went back to the dentist Friday after 2 years… and got the predictably bad report that had been part of my reason for avoiding that pain. I inherited my teeth from my dad’s side of the family, apparently–my grandma lost all hers by her mid-20s, and my dad has more fillings and caps than original teeth. So I get to go back two times in the next month to get more fillings. Again. And I don’t do well with the pain killers they use. And I have a strong gag reflex. So I’ll be whining about my mouth for a while, meditating on what the meaning of tooth issues might be, and hoping that my husband can come up with a working nutraceutical fix for this issue too.
If anyone else has experience with an overly acidic mouth combined with soft enamel… I’m game to try what’s helped you. And I suppose I’ll count my blessings that at least so far I’ve managed to avoid root canals and crowns, given the ongoing pain my husband has dealt with over the past month with those procedures.