Loan Sharks and Orthodontistry

It’s Sunday, a dreary one at that, and I’m looking for inspiration to write this morning. I had to take yesterday off from posting because had I written, it would have been more like a ranting raving session on the downfalls of insurance in this country and certainly nothing very pleasant to read, so I spared you all the grief.

You see I went to the Dentist yesterday. I’ve had this TMJ bite problem for several years now, and apparently I’ve procrastinated fixing the problem so long that I no longer have a choice anymore but to get braces. Again. This will be the second time mind you, as I already labored through a full mouth of railroad tracks and headgear when I was a teen. That alone was not enough to fix the problem so I’m told, and I’ll be needing a second installment. Oh Joy! (Coincidentally there are still orthodontists in Savannah whose sports car payments and children’s college tuitions are dependant on the condition of my oral health. I believe it is my personal karma to help them accomplish these goals).

The problem with my jaws have become so severe that it’s interfering with my ear canal, and causing a lot of pain and ringing in my ears. I am left with only two choices:
1). Live with the pain and do nothing, or 2). go visit a dark hairy guy named Guido to discuss the second mortgage of my house and a monthly repayment plan. I’m not fond of either option, but just as in politics, there is no C) none of the above choice.

My appointment with Guido is scheduled for tomorrow morning at 8:30. If you don’t hear from me again after today, please notify the the Chatham County Police department with this information for their further investigation, and remember...
I love you all.

Have a wonderful Sunday!