Thursday, July 23, 2009

Still waiting and worrying

I cant shake the worry that when they go in and take these teeth off for impressions that we are going to see something bad underneath. It is so disconcerting not to be able to see what is going on underneath. I think that is why I am always anxious. I havent been able to sleep very well these days, I think it is getting to me.

I swear on the right side where the gap has widened I feel like a ridge or something when I poke my tongue in there. It almost feels metal-ish, but then I think how could I feel anything metal there on the floor of my mouth. Then the bad thoughts creep in like what if that is something bad happening? What if my bone is eroding for some odd reason? What if what if what if?....blah. I wish I could shut those thoughts off.

Soon, though. I go in August 3rd.

My circulation to my face is kinda messed up too. Lately my face has been getting really red and warm for no reason. It happens when I overwork myself but then it doesnt go away for quite some time. It's embarassing.

Sorry I'm so darn jolly lately!

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

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I am feeling a little down today.

I had something really embarassing happen to me yesterday. Well, actually two somethings that have brought me down a couple of notches. I am trying really hard to forget them but they took blows to my already fragile self esteem and it's just been kind of a rough morning for me today because I am still thinking about it all.

Yesterday I was in the car driving to get my daughter from her Day Camp. A bit in front of me is this car that is filled with guys. Well, they are leaning out the window and yelling things at me, which I can't really hear because my window is rolled up, but my son's window was rolled down. I was really embarassed and just kept driving and not looking at them. I ended up being at the light next to them, which I was trying to avoid but couldn't because they got into the lane next to me. Grrrr. So anyway, at the light I hear them saying nasty things, cat calling and all of that. I gave one of them my evil-mom-dirty glare and one of them was like "you're an ugly %$#@! anyway!" and they all started to laugh at me. I was beyond mortified. I literally wanted to die right there.

So I was feeling really upset and embarassed when I pulled up to Ashley's camp and she takes the time to inform me that one of her "friends" had made fun of me. I said "why?" she said "because they asked me what happened to your chin and that it stuck out funny." That was the last straw for me. I got really upset...I know I shouldnt care what a car full of little delinquents and some 4th grader said about me, but I do. It sucks. I get to this place where I think I am okay with looking "off" and then things like this happen. I mean, its a big difference from having to go out in public with your face swollen so you look like the elephant man and your chin caving in and what I look like today. I look fine from the front and weird from the side, and I hate that. I dont know if it will ever be fixed though. I am trying to not be greedy and be happy with how I look but its really hard when little things like this happen.

SO, that is why I am down today. I thought I was over caring what people think about how I look. I wish I could be there. I am trying really hard though. Hopefully one day I can just put this behind me and just not care anymore. I think what I hate the most about it all is it makes me feel so weak and lame and vain and I really hate feeling like that. :(

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Infections

Ok so I am pretty sure after almost 4 years of non-stop surgeries and medical procedures my body has decided it hates me. Really. I am also fairly certain my immune system has decided to completely hit the road and go find some other healthier body to take care of, because mine hasnt been working for crap ever since I started this journey with ameloblastoma. Wish it would have sent me the memo.

Every time I catch a common cold, or am around someone who is ill, I catch it. Its not a matter of if I will, but when. I literally can count the number of days after I come in contact with someone who is ill when I will catch it, and that number of days is 2 my friend. Two whole days of being healthy then BAM! I have whatever illness I was in contact with, except I have it times 10 and am completely miserable. Then 9/10 times I end up on an antibiotic of some sort as well due to an infection. Like I said, immune system has hit the road, jack.

My husband and son had colds last week. Chris never gets sick, and when he does it last about 24 hours then he is up and about and just dandy. He's lucky I love him so much. Actually, we always blame it on the military's medication they pumped into him during boot camp, because after that he was just NEVER sick, he has the immune system of...well...a really healthy person I guess. Anyhoo, so he was pretty sick with this cold, and it lasted about 5 days which was unusual for him. My son had it as well, and he is still getting better, he just still has a runny nose. So on Saturday, about 2 days into their sickness, I began to not feel so hot myself. Come Sunday after work and I was in bed with aches, fever and my nasal passages filling with mucous and crap. Well every day has been a bit worse since then, and now my ears and chest are filled with this stuff. So off I go to the dr today to figure out what it is. I am about 99% sure it is a sinus infection again and I will end up on antibiotics again. I am forever on antibiotics. I just ended a round of them for a serious UTI and I had to have 2 rounds of it to finish it off. I wonder if they shouldnt just keep switching them up on me and just keep me on them forever to safeguard me from every little sneeze, cough and handshake I come into contact with for the rest of my life. Grrrr.

Anyway, rant over. I'll keep you posted. Send some healthy vibes my way please, if you can spare them. I'd appreciate it. And if anyone sees my crappy immune system running around somewhere, tell it I need it back in full working order, stat. Thanks.