Wednesday, June 13 2012
Good the heck Morning
Right? This was what I would call a very successful first rearranged schedule work week.
Come Monday, I wasn't sure if I was ready for another day here working my rear off, but the truth is, I work it off for Desertgate too. I'm a hard-working man, no matter where I am. If I'm allergic to anything gout wise, the constant in my life is hard work. Maybe when we get this house fixed up we can take a vacation, someplace nice and warm this Winter.
Speaking of getting after it with a vengeance, this morning I tried out our newly abbreviated kitchen and made pecan-chocolate-chip cookies. I can't wait to try out this new set of gnashers. Yesterday the dentist extracted a clavicle I think they called the type of tooth. After not very gracefully tolerating excruciating pain from Monday's gout attack I was in no condition for even slightly painful dental shenanigans. I actually cried out when they began the extraction with some garbled expletive and "That hurts!" They wound up shooting me with five full ampules of Novocaine, and it still hurt like crazy.
Anyway, that, thank god is behind me. Buddy who was waiting patiently in the Jeep, greeted me and we headed out of the parking lot, probably quicker than we ought to have, feeling fine, probably too fine. I paused the Jeep in the driveway and pondered through the Novocaine numbness, whether to go as planned to Russel's in Mora, or scrap that notion and head for the house. In hindsight I rightly decided that shopping in my condition wasn't going to be a lot of fun and turned east toward La Cueva.
Buddy was getting used to me letting him out to play in the Mora river, so I pulled off there by the Raspberry Farm. The river was covered in willows and we couldn't get close. Between the pain in my foot from gout and the numbness in my head form Novocaine I could not navigate the river brush well and nearly fell a couple times. I came to a halt in sight of the river. Buddy let out a little yip, and I turned and saw a large snake coiled at calf height pointing at my leg.
"No rattle," I thought through the Novocaine. That's good, it is a Bull snake, not a rattle snake, nevertheless it was pissed and hissed. Frozen, I looked closely for more signs that indeed this big snake wasn't poisonous, not a triangular shaped head, and no rattle, but damn Bull snakes look just like rattle snakes. Like most snakes behave in a danger zone, it was backing away, in a mesmerizing manner; bands crossing bands as the tail crisscrossed the head. By the time I realized I had my camera phone in my hand the beautiful snake hit the water and was gone. Both Buddy and I were relieved, as we too turned tail and got the hell out of there.
So yeah, new teeth. Did I mention to my young readers, to take better care of your teeth? Modern science can do a lot, but at a high cost. Most of us poor people either have to do without the teeth we did not take good care of. This was my scenario, we could afford the 50% co-pay for the uppers two or three years ago, then all the bad things began happening and we weren't able to get the lower partials until now. This meant I did not have matching molars on top and bottom. Frankly it is amazing that I managed to lose weight during this time, and mastication of food before it goes into the stomach is critical to digestion.
Anyway, this brings me back to the cookies baking in the oven, and feeling delicious food being ground between a complete set of teeth for the first time in three years. Honestly I don't know how to act. The first thing I noticed yesterday was there didn't seem to be as much room in my mouth because of the teeth, but I think that was the Novocaine. The first cookie has already been ground and the flavor savored. I'm on my way back for more.
Y'all have a great Wednesday, I'm pretty certain I will