Here’s a sad story if ever I heard one!
First, we have another little celebration this weekend and we have friends coming over. I’m taking Prednisone and antibiotics for this never ending tooth problem so I cannot drink. I seriously thought about delaying starting the meds til next week but figured that wasn’t a very safe or mature thing to do but dang it . . we always drink wine and get crazy . . or, I should say . . as crazy as we get, which isn’t very crazy at all. So, now, I’ll be the fuddy duddy who doesn’t have even one glass of wine. Stupid tooth!
Second, I cut my finger yesterday. Not a serious cut but it’s right where touching the “o” or the “l” on the computer is really painful and I find myself not wanting to touch those keys and while I’m hesitating to touch them, I’m making weird typos. How can a tiny little cut hurt so much?
All the scaly stuff is liquid bandage that’s now coming off. I was cooking and kept painting the liquid bandage on to try to stop the bleeding.
I suppose if all my troubles are as small as not getting to drink wine and a tiny little cut on my finger, I’m a lucky girl! But still . . who would think I’d still be suffering with a root canal from 5 or 6 weeks ago and a teeny little cut would be hurting when I type?
OK .. now you know I’m a wimp . . and a complainer too! 🙂