Blog moving again

Blogger.com tells me I have to move my blog again. If I am interpreting things correctly (which often I do not), the URL should still be the same and this whole thing may actually be invisible to my beloved readers. I hope so. I'll try it tonight.

Dental update: The flawed assistant to my marvelous dentist built and installed my temporary crowns, with the result that eating was so aggravating over the weekend I lost two pounds. Felt like somebody had jammed a stick between my upper and lower teeth, and my poor overworked TMJ jaw ached like hell feeling propped open when visibly closed. She (the assistant) was hurried, impatient, and rude. I was too wiped out from all the numbing and grinding to be appropriately vocal when interrupted and negated while trying to voice concerns about my jaws not knowing which position to use while biting down into the gummy trays. Later, I heard her mumbling to herself about something being too high, and that was probably the moment I should have stood up and demanded intervention. By then I was too intimidated to do so. (I am too easily intimidated!). On the advice of the friend to referred me there, I called on Monday to describe my aggravation and was quickly whisked in (today) to have them ground down. This was done by a different assistant, and she was wonderful. I am so happy now. Today, I ate lunch "out" and had my first all-round chewing experience in days! (Hope I don't gain the weight back.)

More dental events today: Saw a periodontist to evaluate my scary upper left quadrant and learned that two teeth will have to be pulled. More lectures about gum bacteria going systemic and impinging on one's general health in multisystem assaults... Dum-da-dum-dum! Okay, okay, I give up. Yank 'em out, and give me implants. No teeth in a jar overnight for me. June. I can hardly wait. Good (backup) pain drugs promised.

I got a boost today in poetry class. This class studies aspects of poetic form, and we had an assignment to manipulate time without altering the poem's length: 2 poems, 20 lines each, keeping line lengths closely similar also, such that in the same (more-or-less) volume of words, one poem covers 3 seconds of time, the other 3 days. I, feeling ass-bitten by certain for-the- time-being private issues (nothing remains private for long, you are hissing), got a little cranky and outspoken in these poems and felt a hell of a lot better for it. I was very surprised (as in this class our poems are never evaluated or critiqued except for the particular point of the assignment) when the professor, on his way out the door, said that he really liked my poems!!! Inside, I was doing a little dance; outside, I grinned and thanked him. I'm so pleased with myself that I'm going to read those two at the open mike poetry session tonight. I'd better get busy poking at them a little.