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Only Child’s health ate her life

Only child contemplates luck and health

Only child contemplates luck and health

Do you every wonder if  the happenings in your life are linked? Especially if the same or similar situations keep happening one right after the other. And you have no control over them.

Take my health issues and other bad luck, (please take them. I’m fed up with them). Now, it is another dental problem – the “twin” molar on the left bottom side has reached a similar situation. Over the weekend the problem reared its ugly tooth. Yesterday I had an emergency appointment with my regular dentist and his diagnosis confirmed my suspicions – the long-present cavity (with  several years’ filling) had moved to the nerve. Today, I phoned the oral surgeon’s office to make an appointment. Between the surgeon being off for the next week, his sparse schedule at the office (he has another office and I believe teaches at a university), and what I need to keep in my schedule, my appointment is not until February 27.

It is starting out as a repeat of last month’s nonsense. Like last month’s dental crisis, the surgery is  scheduled for the last Monday of the month. And like last time I will again miss the monthly meeting of my Literature Group at the Toronto Heliconian Club.

This similar situation string of events doesn’t stop here. Remember my watches going on the fritz? First the longtime one went kaput and it wasn’t just the battery; the cheap freebie backup watch did need a battery change. But as soon as that was done, the thin vinyl strap broke.

So I had to buy a new watch. I managed to get one similar to the good old one – at 25 percent off the regular price. Three days later – just after the first dental surgery I removed the new watch to show my son, and the metal expanding strap broke. Martin checked it out and said it was a defective band. I have since exchanged it at the store, but you can bet I keep more than a good eye on the band when it is on and when it is off.

Considering the similar patterns – dental and watches going on the fritz – and their simultaneous occurrences, I don’t think all this is coincidence. I see it as more bad luck being shoved my way  in waves. And you can bet I’ve been raising my fist to the sky a lot. Hey, I need some exercise.

Seriously, considering all the other crap shoved not just my way, but most people’s in these beginnings of 2017 (just look at all the snow on Canada’s west and east coasts, for example), I’m beginning to believe the first six weeks of 2017 are worse than the first six months of 2016. And anyone I talked to considered 2016 to be a bad year and they couldn’t wait for the new year.

Well, as I’ve said before it appears to be “out of the frying pan and into the fire.” Just who is controlling the fire is up for grabs. I have my own ideas, which I may share in a later post.

For now, it is worry worry worry, being vigilant and taking Motrin as needed for pain (which hopefully both  will continue only very sporadically) and the natural supplement Valerian to calm down and also to sleep.

Two days ago I weighed myself and discovered I’ve lost 5 pounds since last weighing myself – a few days before the first dental surgery. I’m below the normal weight for my height and build. It is a combination of stress and being forced to eat less. Any more weight loss and I could look like a skeleton. And Halloween is eight months away.

I still have other health issues lining up – annual eye testing (overdue by one month and counting) with the optometrist, plus the quarterly appointment with the ophthalmologist long ago scheduled for late March. These are important as I have to keep an eye on (pun intended) my eyes or I could go blind in my left eye. Plus the ongoing IBS, sinus problems, etc. etc.

If all this (and more) keeps up, I may have to consider pulling a James Darren.

And I don’t want to do that.

For now I’ll do more fist-shaking at the sky.

And write, write, write.

And read, read, read

And watch TV (and not just the weather network, but mystery programs).

Escapism is the key word here.

Cheers.

Sharon

Only Child Writes

 

 

 

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