With better living through chemistry, my back is much improved.
Actually, I don't think I'd notice it at all anyway, since I had a temporary crown installed today in the very back of my head and I think my jaw was dislocated in the effort to reach the place it belongs. My dentist is very careful and caring about his patients' discomfort, but there's only so much that can be done.
In an attempt to distract myself, I've been stitching a little:
This may be all that my pointed little head can handle tonight. I haven't done a lot of stitching lately and I miss it, but even I know when it's better to sit in the corner and rock and drool (literally--the corner of my mouth is still numb) than to make an effort that will only have to be unstitched later.
Truly, I did not plan to fall into pieces in 2015--even if it seems I am!
I can't remember the actual age, but after that point, it really is "patch, patch, patch". Take it from one who is your elder and is currently patting areas I previously never knew existed!ReplyDelete