It doesn't work anymore to say "Good thing my teeth are attached to my head - otherwise I'd lose them too". Along with my keys, camera and wallet. Jeez Lou weez.
Still doing well. Left them out yesterday cause they hurt to put back in after going without them that nite. Gave my gums a rest. Seems to have made a difference, cause I was able to get them back in myself. Wish I had a little.... dremmel? drimmel? I'm afraid to Google it to find out what I mean cause then I get side-tracked. Dremel. Risked it. That way I could fix the sore spots on my own, rather than driving into town each day.
As always, when I've had an episode of abuse crap going on, I get really introspective and quiet. Mostly because that is the time memories try to come in, and I try to let them because I really would like to know who it was that got me when I was a two-year old. Or maybe that is "old habit thinking" now, because ... really... do I care anymore? I know that I'll never have the problems with flashbacks ever again at the dentist. (Course, now that they have to take my teeth OUT of my mouth in order to work on them might have something to do with that... heh)
I've lost my Control Panel on my computer. And my camera won't download any pictures onto the computer. So something is wrong, and it's freaking me out, and obsessing me. The camera isn't connecting, and I've tried everything. In order to fix it, I'm supposed to do something in the Control Panel... but I can't! It's not there. Help help.