Ouch. This afternoon I really feel as if I bit down on a bullet. That cracked molar I’ve been in denial about since February now has a temporary crown on it. The dentist and I are hoping that will solve this “cracked tooth pain” without having to attempt a root canal or an extraction.
It might take a week before I am pain free, but if it works? Hallelujah!!!
Right now it doesn’t feel too good. As my five year old grandson would declare, “I can’t like this.”
I also bit another bullet today, which was to buy a new computer. I need more space for music and for pictures. My music issues have pretty much shut down any progress on my learning to play the dobro or take up the violin again. The issues with pictures made blogging something that took hours. It finally dawned on me that I was stuck. Majorly stuck.
Being stuck is not a good feeling.
I didn’t want to buy a new computer—and learn Windows 10—any more than I wanted to have a root canal (or any dental work at all), but after a trip to Staples after the dentist visit (I explained to the salesman that I sounded funny because of the novacaine and he asked me not to drool on the laptops) and then, once home, after several hours of reading online reviews and checking prices, I made my choice.
Banjo Man thinks I’m ridiculous: For heaven’s sakes, will you just go buy a new computer?????
He wanted to race out and replace his laptop yesterday, but I talked him off the ledge. Google Chrome is not playing nice with Windows 7. It’s an internet issue, not his computer. At least that’s my opinion.
He has calmed down, I think. He needs to chat with the Staples technician and see how to fix this. I tried a few things I read online, but nothing worked.
So my aching tooth and I are now going to Staples to pick up the hunk of technology that will solve all of my problems. Just like the temporary crown is going to–eventually–fix my tooth.
Yup. That’s what I’m going to tell myself.