angela_n_hunt: (Default)
So, apparently I have been remiss.

Let me then now take the time to officially say to one and all, I am going in for oral surgery on Wednesday, January 26th. I'll be out of commission for about five days. I am going in to have all four of my wisdom teeth cut out of my jaw.

Two of them are heavily impacted and causing me recurring infections. One is sideways and pushing in to the molar in front of it. The other is just no bueno. Because I am 40, the roots of said teeth have completely grown in to my jaw. Hence the cutting, not so much the pulling. While technically extraction, this is surgery, they will be knocking me out for it and yeah.

It is what it is.

I'm not thrilled about it, but it has to be done, and aside from the infections, I'm wondering if it isn't triggering some of my migraines.

I am pissed as shit again to find yet *more* evidence (like I needed it) of the less then stellar care of my parents, because the surgeon very gently pointed out it would have been a lot easier on me to have had them removed when I was a teenager.

Y'know. When I was still in their care.

But, what can you expect from a father who wasn't present and a mother so crazy and self-involved that I was an afterthought?

So now I get to be $600 out of pocket and deal with five days or more of serious pain, rather then the couple of days of discomfort it would have been when I was a kid.

Yeah.

Not happy.

I'd run a print sale to help offset the cost of my surgery, but I don't think I'm going to be in any shape to do any fulfillment. So instead, if you'd like to help a sister out, check out my Imagekind site: http://angelanhunt.imagekind.com.

They're also having a sale right now, 20% off everything when you enter code: SNOWBALL at checkout. Sale ends 1/13/2011.

I would deeply appreciate prayers, energy, white light, Reiki, offerings to the Spaghetti Monster for my quick recovery and incident free healing,

So.

Whee.

That's me.

Just a laugh a minute around here.
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Yeah.

About the computer.

It wouldn't come on for an hour this morning.

Yeah.

So.

No pictures today. Again. My apologies. I am...well, I'm not as devestated as I could be, because I think I'm just numb. In the brief periods of time it's been on, the Ant has been able to back up photographs and writing. But there's a metric fuck ton of other material still on the small machine.

I think I'm numb because if I start thinking about it too much, I will start hysterically crying.

There's no money for a new computer. I'm calling Dell this weekend to see if by some miracle, my machine is under warranty or if a small service fee could possibly fix it. I'm not...hopeful.

And life in general today is not as happy as I would like. I'm sad and I'm lonely. But I've said that already.

Right. Enough wallowing. Back on my head. I'd say buy some art or buy a book from the press, but frankly, I couldn't get anything to anyone right now.

So yeah.

Enough.

This too shall pass. Everyone think good thoughts for me. I'm going to keep swinging in the meantime.

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