Day 66.

Tomorrow i go to the dentist. Depending on the state of Krista after her fateful and painful day tomorrow is whether or not a bolg shall get posted tomorrow. This is a pre-apology in case I am to hyped up on either meds or pain to drive to the office and write. I think, if everything goes right tomorrow, i should only have two appointments left with the lovely men that like to give me a LOT of laughing gas. You see, I do NOT like needles. they scare me and are only allowable if they are administering some sort of pain killing chemical into my body. However, the needle should perferable stuck into my hand and not all angles of my poor mouth. Sadly, I shall not be reciveing lovely pain relievers through a vein in my hand but will have to suffer through a lot of needles proding around in my gum. Thus, I hope they give me lauging gas to pass the time quicker and so i don't give myslef an anyurism due to stress and pain. i hate needles. The pain killer admisistrated in my mouth via needles never works. One always wears off too quickly and the other stays for way longer than necessary, creating numbing sensations all over one side of my face. But on laughing gas you don't even care if you can feel them using elbow grease to tug away a gum tissue that is really, really strong scared and calloused tissue that does not want to be moved or removed. I'm really being a big baby about it all. The pain will be worth the end results, I'm sure, for who doesn't like biting into apples and not having to worry about being a freak. tehe, I won't be able to help being a freak...I think it just comes naturally. At least I am perfectly ok with feakiness. On the upside, maybe the mouth pain will give me a good cry. I started having one today while i was talking to my mom about life in general and it is really good therapy. I think one good sized bawl would have me straightened out and ready to dance just like a trip to the chiropractor. Cry? yep, nothing is wrong either. I just must have been due for a tear check.