[EDITORIAL NOTE: Due to a glitch at the company that hosts my blogs, yesterday's Elder Music post was not published until several hours after its usual early morning time and as far as I can determine, the email and rss feeds to subscribers were not sent out.
That post, about music of the year 1968, is a pivotal year in the youth of many who read TGB so if you missed it, you might want to take a look today.
Good morning, TGB readers. I feel like I just woke up from a coma. Well, not today, but I did kind of feel that way on Saturday.
First, thank you all – so many of you – for your kind good wishes for a speedy recovery following my surprise dental surgery last Thursday. Carol S. Rowland made me laugh when, after explaining that like me she is no longer good with surprises, signed herself, Once known as “calm Carol.”
And Faith probably didn't know when she wrote it but her comment pretty well says it for me too.
”Dental repair and car repair and computer glitches are the worst.”
With the amount of anesthesia in my jaw, the extraction wasn't painful. It took only about 30 minutes to get the tooth out, insert the bone graft and sew me up. But even though it happened in the morning, I was so exhausted when I got home I went directly to bed.
Over the years, I have needed to remind myself (and bore friends) that even minor surgery requires extra rest. Here's why: although it's nice and neat and clean when surgeons cut us open, our bodies don't know the difference between that kind of assault and a mugger who would stab us with a rusty ice pick.
So either way, it's no time to be a hero and try to carry on - moreso in our age group because as we grow older, our bodies are not as efficient as when we were younger and we need more time to recover whether from, for example, overdoing exercise or travel or dental surgery.
Thursday I had no choice; I couldn't have stayed awake if I'd tried and so it remained throughout Friday too. I woke now and then and tried to read or watch television but kept falling back asleep.
By Saturday I was feeling better and by Sunday I was back to normal. Well, except for losing four pounds.
But that's a good thing. After maintaining my 40-pound weight loss last year, I had gained seven or eight pounds from overindulgence during the past three months so this is a good kickstart to re-losing them – not that I recommend tooth extraction as a diet aid.
On Wednesday last week I asked readers to share one of their favorite websites and what a good bunch of links you left – well, not everyone was successful with making proper links but that's okay.
There are politics, music, science, house renovation, literary, health and whole lot more.
”Welcome to my whining! This blog is entirely for entertainment purposes. All posts about patients may be fictional, or be my experience, or were submitted by a reader, or any combination of the above. Factual statements may or may not be accurate.”
Crabby Old Lady likes his attitude and wishes Dr. Grumpy were her physician.
Let me know if you enjoyed the favorite websites experiment. If enough of you do, we'll try again one day and I'll make linking easier for you. You'll find all the favorites in the comments here.
At The Elder Storytelling Place today, Marc Leavitt: How Many Houses Should a Rich Man Own