Kumari

The Big Day

Congradulations to Melissa and Gary Hiller!
May your new union bring you all the health, happiness, joy and love your giant hearts can hold.

And Happy Earth day to everyone else who didn't get married today. Be kind to mother nature!

Dr Glassman: 2085. Em: -4582697236589....

(don't read this if dentistry freaks you out, if you are squeamish, or if you are human.)
Oh. My. God.
This guy tried to tell me that the root canal/surgery would hurt "less than the skin graft" I had just over a month ago.
This guy lies.
Not only did it cost nearly twice what they quoted me (apparently, they misquoted me and didn't even NOTICE until I already had freezy-stuff in my mouth), it hurts about a thousand times more. This could be because the process was more invasive so it's all in my head. It could be because it's at the front of my mouth. Maybe because there's no bandage over it.

Or maybe, just maybe, because he drilled two giant holes in my jaw bone, pulled out a bunch of infection, then sewed a "porcine tissue graft" over the hole he made, then sewed the gums back down. Lifting the gums felt like cuticle treatments. Everything that happened in there... I'm not sure. There was a lot of scraping, a lot of pressure, lots of drilling sounds (which I tried really hard to convince myself was suction, knowing full well it wasn't).

Then he paused. And took a picture. He took a picture. He took this picture then asked me if I'd like to see it. Stupidly, I said yes.
Woah.
I can't begin to desribe how abject and horrible... gah. Basically, I could see the tip of my root through the FRONT OF MY JAW because there was NO BONE. Yup, No Bone.

Then came the options: he *could* just suture the gums back on and let it heal, but there was a really good possibility that they would fall into the hole created by the infection and heal incorrectly and we'd have to do all this shit again. OR: he could put in a small sterilized piece of pig skin over the hole to prevent the gums from falling in, then sew the gums over it.

For anyone who doesn't know (and don't roll your eyes here, I can see you!), I'm politically vegetarian. The prospect of having a flap of pig skin sitting inside my face is appalling. He assured me that it will eventually dissolve (like the stitches) and then I won't have it anymore. He wasn't going to put it in there without my consent, which is nice of him, but at the same time what options has he left me with?? Pig skin for a lot of money, or the whole whopping surgery all over again in a few months.
Sadly for my ethics, I chose the pig skin. My wallet thanks me.
I'm not stupid. When it comes to a choice of me vs the pig, I choose me. I just wish I didn't have to make that choice and that there was some kind of synthetic option. I also wish the pig didn't have to die in the first place. I further wish that I didn't feel so disgusting and mutated having pig skin under my gums. Finally, I wish it didn't hurt so much. I feel like... a great big bloody ball of pain. I feel disgusting. And I can't go to sleep cuz I have to ice my face every fifteen minutes for the next four hours. Speaking of that.... *sigh*
I wish I wasn't allergic to codeine.

Please state your full name for the survey - Emily

Please state the name which you wish you had been given - When I was a kid, I wanted to be named Lily.

What’s your least favourite survey question - Any of those "choose your favourite" questions with only two disgusting options. I don't like McDonald's OR Burger King OR Pepsi OR Coke. Gees.

If you were a superhero what would your super power be and what would your logo be - The ability to use my ENTIRE brain. I think the logo would be a brain, only b/c comic book writers are pretty into "obvious imagery."

Why do you think (replace this name with that of the person you received this from. Or the first person who comes to mind. Like Chuck Norris) is so awesome - Genevieve is awesome because she enjoys bizarre colour schemes, among other things.

What is your new favourite song and band (so that I can download it) - Right now I'm really into old school George Michaels.

If you had to marry someone based on a single trait what would it be - Curiosity

What is your favourite thing about yourself - I have the darkest sense of humour.

What is your least favourite thing about yourself - being too big a chicken to just GO FOR it.

What are the top three things you want to do before you die - ride a horse, eat real belgian chocolate in belgium, travel.

Describe your perfect day - nice breeze, water, and bare feet.

If heaven were a smell what would it be - Caramelized onions.

What’s a neat random fact that you’ve learned recently - i haven't really learned any lately...

What’s something really “dorky” from your childhood that very few people know - I wore a lot of clothes with my little ponies on it.

If you could change anything about yourself or the world or reality… anything what would it be - environmental friendliness.

Who was your first crush… elaborate on this… - Joey Lavergne in the fourth grade. I never spoke to him though.

What is your most embarrassing moment you can remember - the first one I remember is the time a girl who hated me in the third grade asked me if I dressed in the dark.

What’s something that grosses you out - amputations. i'm pretty hard to gross out.

What’s the worst things you’ve ever done to a person - cheated

Who in your life do you admire most and why - Audrey Hepburn for being lovely

What’s the best compliment anyone’s every paid you - My friend Sarah once said, "I know this sounds like a corny pick-up line, but have you been working out?"

If you could leave one piece of advice for future generations what would it be - Love. Seriously.

** The End**

Blanket Update

The prognosis for the blanket is good. I'm nearly finished. 1.5 more balls to go, and it's still nearly perfect. I have, however, run into a snag of a different kind.

I spent the last few days training in first aid and cpr (and passed, thank you. I may now officially save your life) with coworkers, including the coworker for whom this blanket is meant and who has no idea of its existence. Yesterday, I brought along my orange scarf to knit on the subway, so of course I had it with me when I got to class.

This scarf has begun to bug me. It's a tease. When I pick it up between projects, it goes so well and knits like I've never knit anything before. When I give it my undivided attention for more than three days, it starts to screw up. Parts of it look like they have bites taken out of them, but I never once dropped a stitch and my tension is VERY consistent, thank you very much. It gets to me. I can't fathom ripping it out and starting AGAIN. I just can't. I'm gonna have to trudge through it. Ugh.

Anyway, I showed the scarf to K- and asked her what she thought of it. "Is this the worst thing you've ever seen?"

She's a brutally honest girl, so I expected a brutally honest answer. And I got one. It just wasn't the one I expected.

She touched it lightly, tilted her head, then said, "I'm probably not the person to ask about this because I'm just not into oranges."

I blanched. I paled. My heart went in a circle, undecided as to whether it should jump into my throat or sink to my feet. K- gave me an odd look. "Are you okay?"

Thankfully, at that moment, N- came in and greeted and distracted both of us.

I was reeling. I think I'm still reeling. I'm nearly done this fabulous, near perfect, bright burn orange baby blanket for K-. EVERYONE assured me that she likes oranges. Everyone. And now... now... *sob*

K- left the room to get a tea, and I turned to N- to quickly outline my problem. She looked as surprised as I had been, then told me to try something like forest-olive green. Or black. Or maybe red/maroon. I can't go wrong with those. Right? Yeah, right. I thought I couldn't go wrong with orange. Good to know how that turned out.

I'm still at a loss. I asked her what her wedding colours were: Black and White. I scanned her house for colour schemes, but they haven't painted and I know all of her furniture is second hand. Her dishes are black. Some of them have red stripes.... She showed us her new maternity clothes: Black. She showed us her new maternity summer dress: Black. Am I even allowed to make a black baby blanket!? Isn't there some kind of rule against that?

So, two things I need from all of you:
1. Bearing in mind that this girl is punky-goth and despises baby colours as much as I do, choose what you think would be the best colour of:
a)red
b)maroon
c)forest green
d)olive green
e)white
f)black.

2. Announce that you are pregant soon so that I can gift you with this beautiful bright burnt orange baby blanket. First announcement wins! Time to start trying!