What have youall been up to? I went to my dentist to make sure it wasn’t a tooth that was causing my TMJ to go crazy like this. It has been really bad for the last 3 weeks. Since Fibromyalgia and TMJ often go together, I know I’ll have to ask my Fibro-specialist about it when I go at the end of the month-- but my dentist, since hearing that I was having so much ear pain as well as jaw pain thought I should see an ENT---so I’m waiting for them to call me right now—and I think they’ve forgotten. There’s not one in the office right now nor Friday-so I’ll have to wait for next weeks sometime. Then, if they can’t help, they want me to see an oral surgeon—and they say that’s the very last thing you should do about TM-is to have the surgery—and I’m going to put THAT off as long as I can, believe me!
And the ghostly, creamy coloured little tree of leaves white, ivory white among the rambling greens how evanescent, variegated elder, she hesitates on the green grass as if, in another moment, she would disappear with all her grace of foam!
Hey, I have a white glad blooming! And soon, a pink one! They were bulbs from the Dollar Store I picked up the year Mama before Mama went in to the nursing home. It’s still hard to believe she’s been gone over a year now. March 30, 21011 was the day she went to Heaven, and I had no idea I would still be missing her so much. Then, it has been nearly 14 years sine my daughter, then 31, left us. I still miss her just as much as the first day…so that’s our make-up, I guess. Although I’m happy they’re no longer on this evil earth, I miss seeing and hearing them.
My one little tomato plant-which is SUPPOSED to be resistant to what-ever has several blooms on it! I can’t wait to have tomatoes—ripe ones to make a BLT.I had two, but the other passed away, so I'm counting on this one--with the chicken manure fertilaizer, and the watering good almost everyday, to give me a tomato or to this year.
Well—right now, I can’t even think of eating bacon, or open my mouth wide enough to even eat a sandwich---so I made spaghetti night before last, and I roasted a spaghetti squash for us. My hubby will not eat the spaghetti squash but he loves spaghetti and regular pasta. I have enough left over for 2 meals, but he’s not good at eating the same thing 2 nights in a row…so I think he’ll be eating a sandwich or two tonight. This ear and jaw pain has really gotten to me. I’m glad (hopefully the dentist was right there was nothing dental going on!) that I’ve got something soft to eat in the fridge—even if Hubby won’[t eat that. I’ll have to think of something to fix him—and I can do him hot dogs on the grill with no problem, but I’m hurting! He knows that, and said he’d fix himself a sandwich or two, since he didn't want to eat spaghetti twice in one week. He is NOT a leftover eater--which if I had someone offering to heat over food for me--I wouldn't' care! ;)—He’s out cutting grass right now. (Riding lawn mower—so not too much of a pain.) As soon as I'm not hurting too much, I'm going to get the new grill our son and DIL gave me for Mother's Day...just have to find one I like, one with the door at the bottom and the ceramic plates at the top. Not so awfully big--cause it's just the two of us most of the time. Walmart--or Lowe's--here we come! Well, he we come when I find out what is causing so much pain!
I did sleep pretty good last night—the first night since we got home last Thursday. We’re supposed to go play some music with friends tomorrow night, but I’m not sure I can make it. I don’t think I can open my jaw enough to sing, and I am not sure I feel like even sitting with the women talking—my jaw pain is so bad. Maybe now that I know it’s not a tooth, I can go from here—but it cost me $72.00 to find out it “Maybe” it wasn’t one, my dentist said. “Come back if the ENT can’t find anything and we’ll look further!” Does that sound right to you????
God bless you, friends! I hope you are all feeling well, and are ready for summer--cause it's upon us! (OH! I hate the heat--it limits my going out! But we must have our seasons--the Lord promised we'd have them)