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Charles, you have a licking problem.
May. 30th, 2007 11:25 pmLicking problem [Lick! Lick!]
I sing that song like twice a week. Usually to Sophie, who has a licking problem, though not quite like that dog, but also because its so damn catchy and fun to sing. And the fcking little horn trill kills me.
On the drive up to Evanston this morning, I listened to Cindy Sheehan being interviewed by Amy Goodman on Democracy Now. I cried pretty much the entire time. I can't necessarily point to anything specific said that moved me so, it's just something in her voice whenever I hear her speak, such potent emotion that's always right there on the surface of every word.
I actually have the urge to read right now but I'm busy squelching it by writing here. I have this toothache. It's a tooth that has been giving me problems for a few months now. Can I pause and say my teeth never fcking hurt until I went to the dentist last fall and had them scraped and scanned, which led to lots of drilling, and now my isht hurts when I do things like bite into ice cream? Anyway, this bottom cavity bled when he drilled it and he put some antiobiotic stuff and basically was like, there's a 50/50 chance it'll heal itself, so let's keep an eye on it. I noticed he neglected to mention what the other 50% possibility was, though I'm assuming root canal. So anyway, it occasionally hurts in the moment of biting down on something. Every once in awhile it would hurt a little for a few hours, barely sore, but it would go away by the next day. However, not this time. It's starting to do some throbbing pain for hours on end, spreading down my jaw. I called and made an appointment but of course, the earliest is next friday, so I'm waiting. Now, I say the word throbbing and I mean it kind of just literally, it's pulsing along with my blood flow. It's not a searing, distracting pain. Yet. I worry it will reach there soon. So in the meantime, I thought, hey, I have clove oil (for use in a diffuser ring to aromatherpy my a$$ into submission, er, inspiration) so I've heard that's a homeopathic cure, let's try it.
Now, I am down with the woo-woo, to an extent. To an extent that I suspect is further than a larger percentage of people, and yet, not as far as many others who are deeply immersed in the woo. I still harbor a fairly deep suspicion and distrust of many non-western drugs/treatments. Mostly this is because they don't work for me, or in general, because it's the wrong thing. I never really feel much a difference with arnica, but tiger balm is borderline miraculous. Those little blue cylinders of homeopathic treatments? Boiron and what-have-you? I've taken them for stress, allergies, digestion, scar healing and never noticed a damn thing. Kava kava and melatonin? That has saved me from killing myself or others and if you combine them it produces an effect in me that I suspect is similar to what I've read about quaaludes (I combined them once, by accident, and it was sort of so amazing and scary, I don't do it). And don't ever give me some isht from whole foods for a headache -- I want high dose ibuprofen, specifically the liquid gels because they work even faster. Maybe an ice pack too, but that's as natural as I get for that pain. But I'll take my weird oregano "breathe deep" yogi tea over robitussin for a cough any day of the week.
So, the point is, despite my enthusiasm and willingess for the clove oil, I had my reservations. So much so that I lathered up the cotton swab with it and rubbed several of the teeth and gums surround the area, dipped it in more clove oil, swabbed again, and then I managed to run my tongue all over it, and then my lips and I swallowed and aaaaaaaiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeee! Burn, mtherfcker, burn. It almost made me cry, it definitely made me whimper a little and bury my face in the pillow for a minute until it passed. It also numbed out my toothache. A miracle!
I've been much more judicious today in my treatments. Barely a drop on the swab, careful to avoid other parts of my mucous membranes as much as possible. And hopefully it will last me a week.
I highly recommend it (I use the Aura Cacia brand, which is fairly easy to find, I think), if you're in need of an orajel type product that is cheaper, natural, and stronger. Orajel never fcking burned like this. Though it still didn't hurt as much as the time I put orange essential oil into my ears and I thought my entire canal was collapsing on itself and bleeding and I was going to go pass out from the pain and wake up in the hospital, completely deaf.
That's a story for another time. Now it's time to go to bed, kids.
I sing that song like twice a week. Usually to Sophie, who has a licking problem, though not quite like that dog, but also because its so damn catchy and fun to sing. And the fcking little horn trill kills me.
On the drive up to Evanston this morning, I listened to Cindy Sheehan being interviewed by Amy Goodman on Democracy Now. I cried pretty much the entire time. I can't necessarily point to anything specific said that moved me so, it's just something in her voice whenever I hear her speak, such potent emotion that's always right there on the surface of every word.
I actually have the urge to read right now but I'm busy squelching it by writing here. I have this toothache. It's a tooth that has been giving me problems for a few months now. Can I pause and say my teeth never fcking hurt until I went to the dentist last fall and had them scraped and scanned, which led to lots of drilling, and now my isht hurts when I do things like bite into ice cream? Anyway, this bottom cavity bled when he drilled it and he put some antiobiotic stuff and basically was like, there's a 50/50 chance it'll heal itself, so let's keep an eye on it. I noticed he neglected to mention what the other 50% possibility was, though I'm assuming root canal. So anyway, it occasionally hurts in the moment of biting down on something. Every once in awhile it would hurt a little for a few hours, barely sore, but it would go away by the next day. However, not this time. It's starting to do some throbbing pain for hours on end, spreading down my jaw. I called and made an appointment but of course, the earliest is next friday, so I'm waiting. Now, I say the word throbbing and I mean it kind of just literally, it's pulsing along with my blood flow. It's not a searing, distracting pain. Yet. I worry it will reach there soon. So in the meantime, I thought, hey, I have clove oil (for use in a diffuser ring to aromatherpy my a$$ into submission, er, inspiration) so I've heard that's a homeopathic cure, let's try it.
Now, I am down with the woo-woo, to an extent. To an extent that I suspect is further than a larger percentage of people, and yet, not as far as many others who are deeply immersed in the woo. I still harbor a fairly deep suspicion and distrust of many non-western drugs/treatments. Mostly this is because they don't work for me, or in general, because it's the wrong thing. I never really feel much a difference with arnica, but tiger balm is borderline miraculous. Those little blue cylinders of homeopathic treatments? Boiron and what-have-you? I've taken them for stress, allergies, digestion, scar healing and never noticed a damn thing. Kava kava and melatonin? That has saved me from killing myself or others and if you combine them it produces an effect in me that I suspect is similar to what I've read about quaaludes (I combined them once, by accident, and it was sort of so amazing and scary, I don't do it). And don't ever give me some isht from whole foods for a headache -- I want high dose ibuprofen, specifically the liquid gels because they work even faster. Maybe an ice pack too, but that's as natural as I get for that pain. But I'll take my weird oregano "breathe deep" yogi tea over robitussin for a cough any day of the week.
So, the point is, despite my enthusiasm and willingess for the clove oil, I had my reservations. So much so that I lathered up the cotton swab with it and rubbed several of the teeth and gums surround the area, dipped it in more clove oil, swabbed again, and then I managed to run my tongue all over it, and then my lips and I swallowed and aaaaaaaiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeee! Burn, mtherfcker, burn. It almost made me cry, it definitely made me whimper a little and bury my face in the pillow for a minute until it passed. It also numbed out my toothache. A miracle!
I've been much more judicious today in my treatments. Barely a drop on the swab, careful to avoid other parts of my mucous membranes as much as possible. And hopefully it will last me a week.
I highly recommend it (I use the Aura Cacia brand, which is fairly easy to find, I think), if you're in need of an orajel type product that is cheaper, natural, and stronger. Orajel never fcking burned like this. Though it still didn't hurt as much as the time I put orange essential oil into my ears and I thought my entire canal was collapsing on itself and bleeding and I was going to go pass out from the pain and wake up in the hospital, completely deaf.
That's a story for another time. Now it's time to go to bed, kids.
