I have found myself lately being fairly depressed while I am at home and Jaymeson is working late. Life is hard when the only person you want to spend every second with, has to spend most of their seconds somewhere else.
I don't really have any hobbies, all of my friends live everywhere EXCEPT within a 40 mile radius of me, I hate our house (we are moving soon) so there are no projects there, and I'm tired of spending so much time on the couch, watching movies. I want to GET OUT and do something!
Today I was google-ing "Things to do to make you happy" and came across this website...
Click Here
...and decided that for the next little while, I am going to leisurely complete every single one of these tasks, on my own, while Jaymeson is at work. Starting today. And to make it even more difficult, I am going to do them in the order they are listed. I'll keep you updated. :)
Eat that, unhappy Heather!
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Saturday, August 18, 2012
Monday, August 22, 2011
Wisdom Teeth. From. Hell
I just got my wisdom teeth out. And I will never do it again.
You're probably saying, "Well at least you won't have to...", but that's not true. I have two more.
I've literally spent more time at the dentist this Summer, than I have in my whole life combined. Here's why:
I originally went to get a cavity or two changed from a silver filling to a tooth colored filling. (Which are really cool, because you can't even see them. Thank you Kristi Teshima for showing me the light.) I had to make 2 or 3 visits for those because of insurance coverage issues, but once that was all said and done, I thought "Hmm.. I haven't had my wisdom teeth out yet, so let's take a gander at that." So we did.
Findings were that I have four wisdom teeth, the two on the bottom needed to be taken out ASAP, and the two on the top can wait a while. So I went ahead and scheduled that appointment. The dentist I had been seeing made it seem like it was a piece of cake, they could do it in the office, just with numbing shots and I'd be good to go. Supposedly my wisdom teeth were the easiest they'd seen; triangular, straight roots. Because I have a full time job, I was limited on my options to make an appointment. I ended up making it on Friday, which caused another appointment or two because they normal dentist doesn't work on Fridays, so the other guy who did wanted to check it out.
I went in to see him, and he talked to me about the procedure, said it would be fairly easy, but recommended that I go to an oral surgeon. His exact words were, "If you were my sister, I'd tell you to go to the surgeon." But me, being the penny pincher that I am, decided I'd be fine, I'd just do it at the normal office, save the money, and I'll be fine. So we set up the appointment.
For the next 3-4 weeks, I heard HORROR stories all over the place about getting wisdom teeth out. Seriously, it was like God was like "WAKE UP. It won't be easy. Go to the surgeon." Psh.
So I went to my appointment, terrified. They gave me two shots on each side and my entire body started shaking. I was scared as heck. I'm kind of a wuss when it comes to pain and I had no idea what to expect. I asked if I could put my earphones in and listen to music during the process to take my mind off of what was going on and I did. I listened to a mix that Jaymeson made for me and it kind of helped at first. Then it got hard. They made the incisions, got the teeth loose, and then realized that they roots were going backwards instead of downwards. Doesn't seem like that big of a deal, does it? But apparently, they didn't have the tools to get the teeth out that way. So I ended up with a few more incisions, lots of pain and wiggling, and then finally after an hour or so later.. a stomach full of blood and 3 stitches on each side of my mouth.
I was fine at first. Jessie came and picked me up from the dentist, and took me to Walgreens to get my prescription of Lortab filled, a few redboxes for the weekend, and some soup.
Then she took me home. And I was all alone. I was fine with that at first cuz I was still pretty numbed up, but then the numbing wore off, and the Lortab kicked in on my empty stomach, and I was alone, and in pain, and very emotional. Jaymeson was working late, my roommates were out of town, my family was in Texas, and I was alone.
I eventually got up to switch the gauze and rinse out my mouth, and I immediately got nauseous. It was retarded. I couldn't do anything, I wanted to die. (It seems dramatic, but I promise, it was that bad.) I eventually called Jessie, bawling my eyes out, who came to my rescue like she always does. She watched a movie with me and let me lay in her lap, while she played with my hair until I fell asleep.
Next thing I knew, a handsome man was standing at my feet. I had fallen asleep for an hour or two, Jessie had left, and Jaymeson had finally gotten off work. He helped me gather my things and got me into the car so he could take me to his house so I wouldn't have to be alone for the weekend.
We didn't get very far until I got very nauseous and ended up having to pull over at Big 5, a random gas station, and two or three locations on the side of I-15 so I could throw up... blood. Gross huh? And to make matters worse, there was ridiculous traffic (stopped at midnight at the point of the mountain) for an hour. A 20 minute drive, took us about an hour and a half.
We finally got to Jaymesons, and I fell asleep pretty quickly. The next few days weren't so bad. I had a few visitors, ate lots of soup and pudding, and watched a lot of movies. The healing was slow, but normal for a few days.
And THEN... something crazy happened. All of the sudden, (two weeks later) the right side of my face started swelling, and hardening, and I could hardly open my mouth. After a few days, I went to the dentist and was informed I had an infection. Great. My brother got an infection from his wisdom teeth and he had to have a painful surgery to remove it, and I was scared. I looked like a freak, but I had to go to work like normal and deal with it.
I went to the dentist and was given antibiotics. The swelling and pain got worse of course, before it got better. But here I am, over three weeks later, FINALLY almost completely healed from the worst wisdom teeth experience ever. I woke up this morning with a jaw line, and it was great. I missed my face.
You're probably saying, "Well at least you won't have to...", but that's not true. I have two more.
I've literally spent more time at the dentist this Summer, than I have in my whole life combined. Here's why:
I originally went to get a cavity or two changed from a silver filling to a tooth colored filling. (Which are really cool, because you can't even see them. Thank you Kristi Teshima for showing me the light.) I had to make 2 or 3 visits for those because of insurance coverage issues, but once that was all said and done, I thought "Hmm.. I haven't had my wisdom teeth out yet, so let's take a gander at that." So we did.
Findings were that I have four wisdom teeth, the two on the bottom needed to be taken out ASAP, and the two on the top can wait a while. So I went ahead and scheduled that appointment. The dentist I had been seeing made it seem like it was a piece of cake, they could do it in the office, just with numbing shots and I'd be good to go. Supposedly my wisdom teeth were the easiest they'd seen; triangular, straight roots. Because I have a full time job, I was limited on my options to make an appointment. I ended up making it on Friday, which caused another appointment or two because they normal dentist doesn't work on Fridays, so the other guy who did wanted to check it out.
I went in to see him, and he talked to me about the procedure, said it would be fairly easy, but recommended that I go to an oral surgeon. His exact words were, "If you were my sister, I'd tell you to go to the surgeon." But me, being the penny pincher that I am, decided I'd be fine, I'd just do it at the normal office, save the money, and I'll be fine. So we set up the appointment.
For the next 3-4 weeks, I heard HORROR stories all over the place about getting wisdom teeth out. Seriously, it was like God was like "WAKE UP. It won't be easy. Go to the surgeon." Psh.
So I went to my appointment, terrified. They gave me two shots on each side and my entire body started shaking. I was scared as heck. I'm kind of a wuss when it comes to pain and I had no idea what to expect. I asked if I could put my earphones in and listen to music during the process to take my mind off of what was going on and I did. I listened to a mix that Jaymeson made for me and it kind of helped at first. Then it got hard. They made the incisions, got the teeth loose, and then realized that they roots were going backwards instead of downwards. Doesn't seem like that big of a deal, does it? But apparently, they didn't have the tools to get the teeth out that way. So I ended up with a few more incisions, lots of pain and wiggling, and then finally after an hour or so later.. a stomach full of blood and 3 stitches on each side of my mouth.
I was fine at first. Jessie came and picked me up from the dentist, and took me to Walgreens to get my prescription of Lortab filled, a few redboxes for the weekend, and some soup.
Then she took me home. And I was all alone. I was fine with that at first cuz I was still pretty numbed up, but then the numbing wore off, and the Lortab kicked in on my empty stomach, and I was alone, and in pain, and very emotional. Jaymeson was working late, my roommates were out of town, my family was in Texas, and I was alone.
I eventually got up to switch the gauze and rinse out my mouth, and I immediately got nauseous. It was retarded. I couldn't do anything, I wanted to die. (It seems dramatic, but I promise, it was that bad.) I eventually called Jessie, bawling my eyes out, who came to my rescue like she always does. She watched a movie with me and let me lay in her lap, while she played with my hair until I fell asleep.
Next thing I knew, a handsome man was standing at my feet. I had fallen asleep for an hour or two, Jessie had left, and Jaymeson had finally gotten off work. He helped me gather my things and got me into the car so he could take me to his house so I wouldn't have to be alone for the weekend.
We didn't get very far until I got very nauseous and ended up having to pull over at Big 5, a random gas station, and two or three locations on the side of I-15 so I could throw up... blood. Gross huh? And to make matters worse, there was ridiculous traffic (stopped at midnight at the point of the mountain) for an hour. A 20 minute drive, took us about an hour and a half.
We finally got to Jaymesons, and I fell asleep pretty quickly. The next few days weren't so bad. I had a few visitors, ate lots of soup and pudding, and watched a lot of movies. The healing was slow, but normal for a few days.
And THEN... something crazy happened. All of the sudden, (two weeks later) the right side of my face started swelling, and hardening, and I could hardly open my mouth. After a few days, I went to the dentist and was informed I had an infection. Great. My brother got an infection from his wisdom teeth and he had to have a painful surgery to remove it, and I was scared. I looked like a freak, but I had to go to work like normal and deal with it.
I went to the dentist and was given antibiotics. The swelling and pain got worse of course, before it got better. But here I am, over three weeks later, FINALLY almost completely healed from the worst wisdom teeth experience ever. I woke up this morning with a jaw line, and it was great. I missed my face.
On the bright side though, I have a new best friend; my dentist. His receptionist even told me she loved me today.
So, never get your wisdom teeth out. But if you must, go to an oral surgeon, and DEMAND antibiotic rinses and pills to take home with you.
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Day 30 - A picture of someone you miss
Mi Familia
I didn't realize how much I missed my family until this past weekend.
I spent the day with Jaymeson and Jayah, and then Jayah went with her mom, and Jaymeson went off to work. I dropped him off and on the way there got very emotional. I couldn't pin point it until I thought... what the heck am I going to do tonight? I don't have anyone here. It was hard. And made me cry.. A LOT.
All I ever wanted growing up was to get out of my house and be indepedent. I've had a full time job since I was 15 years old, and moved out of my house and across the country the first minute that I could, and I've been gone since. I don't get to see my family very often, maybe once or twice a year, just a few days at a time.
So this long, holiday weekend, went from amazing to depressing in just a few short minutes. I realized how much I missed my family, and relived a few of the same feelings I felt last summer... being alone. It was hard.
Aside from my own family, I've been a part of one other family. I was only a part of the family for such a short time, but it felt like an eternity. I was so close with everyone, and spent as much time as possible with each of them as I could. I am no longer a part of that family, and it has been one of the hardest adjustments I've ever had to make. Knowing that they were all here, together, celebrating with each other while I was all alone, made it that much harder.
Just another stepping stone I guess.
That night, I ended up going over to Jaymeson's aunt's beautiful home and taking part in their Annual Fourth of July Party. It was the first time I'd met any of them, except his brother and sister in law, and it was the time of my life! I had so much fun, and everyone was so nice to me and made me feel right at home! It reminded me of what it's like to be a part of a family again, and I loved it! I hope they know the impact they had on me that night.
Luckily Jaymeson didn't get off work TOO late, and he was able to come to the end of the party and the homemade, spectacular, firework show put on by one of his uncles. It was the perfect ending, to a perfect weekend. :)
Just one more day, and I'm finally done with this blog challenge! Woo hoo!
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| All the kids, minus Jesenia |
I didn't realize how much I missed my family until this past weekend.
I spent the day with Jaymeson and Jayah, and then Jayah went with her mom, and Jaymeson went off to work. I dropped him off and on the way there got very emotional. I couldn't pin point it until I thought... what the heck am I going to do tonight? I don't have anyone here. It was hard. And made me cry.. A LOT.
All I ever wanted growing up was to get out of my house and be indepedent. I've had a full time job since I was 15 years old, and moved out of my house and across the country the first minute that I could, and I've been gone since. I don't get to see my family very often, maybe once or twice a year, just a few days at a time.
So this long, holiday weekend, went from amazing to depressing in just a few short minutes. I realized how much I missed my family, and relived a few of the same feelings I felt last summer... being alone. It was hard.
Aside from my own family, I've been a part of one other family. I was only a part of the family for such a short time, but it felt like an eternity. I was so close with everyone, and spent as much time as possible with each of them as I could. I am no longer a part of that family, and it has been one of the hardest adjustments I've ever had to make. Knowing that they were all here, together, celebrating with each other while I was all alone, made it that much harder.
Just another stepping stone I guess.
That night, I ended up going over to Jaymeson's aunt's beautiful home and taking part in their Annual Fourth of July Party. It was the first time I'd met any of them, except his brother and sister in law, and it was the time of my life! I had so much fun, and everyone was so nice to me and made me feel right at home! It reminded me of what it's like to be a part of a family again, and I loved it! I hope they know the impact they had on me that night.
Luckily Jaymeson didn't get off work TOO late, and he was able to come to the end of the party and the homemade, spectacular, firework show put on by one of his uncles. It was the perfect ending, to a perfect weekend. :)
Just one more day, and I'm finally done with this blog challenge! Woo hoo!
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