No, my relationship with LC is fine. Thanks for asking. Remember my post yesterday where I was all like I'm perfectly content with being 30. Yeah, scratch that, at least for today. See, the thing is when you are young, you are invincible. You can stay up all night, come home tore up, eat Krystal's at 4am, get up go to class hungover/still drunk, go home sleep it off, go to work, do it all over again. And do you get sick? Rarely. Do you have major issues? Probably not. But just when you get older and start taking care of yourself, you start freaking falling apart. I have acid reflux. Thank you heartburn gods for putting a damper on my eating lifestyle. What, tomatoes hurt? Psssh, I don't care. I EAT THEM ANYWAYS. Then, I complain and shove tums down my throat and deal with it. What, booze hurts? I drink it anyways. Well, because booze IS worth the burn. Chocolate? You're killing me, but I eat you anyways. Caffeine...I'm dying a slow death. But I manage. I manage daily.=by the grace of God.
Now, I know you think I'm rambling, but I'm getting to the point now. Every year, I have x-rays taken at the dentist. Every year, my now-retired dentist said my wisdom teeth have not moved. Not even a smidgen. He said it's likely they won't come in. Because from the pics, they are seriously jacked up. They are going all different kinds of directions. Not pretty to say the least ladies. My dentist retired, and I started going to LC's dentist last year. Nope, no talk of wisdom teeth. I noticed my top teeth were a tad sensitive a few weeks ago, but I chalked that up to maybe them shifting because I had braces when I was young. I made a mental note to discuss that with the dentist at my cleaning yesterday. The dental hygienist who was ridiculously cute in her pink and green scrubs nonetheless informed that a wisdom tooth had broken the skin. What? How could this be. I'm like freaking 30. Ok, not yet. Technically, I have 21 days, but still I digress. It's like not fully in. Kinda like a baby's tooth. However, it is not straight. Nor are ANY OF THEM. To make a long story short, I have to have my wisdom teeth removed. Whilst, it's only the one right now, I am getting them all out in one big, teeth pulling/cutting out soiree. WTH, I am falling apart as the years keep on creepin on. Needless to say, my tooth hurts today. I'm not quite sure if it's really hurting, or if it's my imagination playing tricks on me since I know it's there now. But silly me, tricks are for kids. OF COURSE IT FREAKING HURTS. I refuse to ruin my bday. It will have to wait until the middle of next month. I'm sure it's nothing a little vino and/or bourbon can't cure:) Or both. Tehe.