Some point during this week I drew a picture. It took about two days. I think I started it somewhere in between Wednesday to Thursday. I might have finished it on Thursday or Friday. I like it. I think someone could do a heck of a lot better than me, but I like it.
I thought of my endless story. I thought it needed something of an illustration-quality picture. This might could be considered a “faux-cover” idea. Anyway, it also is quite meaningful on a personal level when I think about it. It portrays a time in my story, a memory of mine and my past. I like it.
Now, onto what is certain. Teeth surrounding the injured tooth (the one that happened on the Friday mentioned in my last entry) began to become very sensitive by Monday and lasted up to my dental appointment. My Listerine hurt them. That sucked big time.
Well, I got my tooth refilled on Wednesday. The baby possum was never found though. I hope it is okay.
Well, a numbing agent was place on my tooth. For some reason it has some sort of sweetener to make it “taste better”. Well, for one, no medicine ever tastes good no matter what flavor or sweetener you add to it. I know. Even those Flintstones vitamins for kids sucked. Well, not only did it suck taste-wise, the sweetener was hell on my teeth! I was wincing, trying to bear with it, but I was getting close to waving my arms about in panic.
Well, after it was out, I still hurt like a son-of-a-gun, but soon enough they used the needle. I do well with needles. Thank god for it too… my mouth soon went numb after that. Once all was settled, they went to work.
While letting them tinker with my tooth, I learned my dentist’s favorite color is green and she liked how I looked in a certain shade of blue. That was nice of her. By guess, unless something else goes wrong, I won’t see her again until sometimes in September for my cleaning.
I wound up falling asleep when I got home. Mom did wake me to watch TV. I tend to oblige despite tiredness. So, we watched, I ate food and found the aforementioned teeth were even more sensitive before. I winced here and there during our “bonding” time.
Thursday was a sleep almost all day sort of day. That is a lot of days in one sentence. I did get the minimal chores done and my walk in… but I was too bloody exhausted. This always seemed to happen for a few days once a month. It is just like how I’ll end up being extremely thirsty for a week to the point I drink a twenty-four pack of bottled water in three days when it is supposed to last me all week.
Anyway, it ended very much the same. Mom woke me up to watch TV. My sensitive teeth seemed to be easing down though, so that was good.
Friday, I managed to stay up longer than the day before. I got in the dusting that I usually do on Thursdays. I could have done a better job, but I was still tired. The day was basically the same as always.
Dad woke me up around five. We were going out to eat. We went to Chili’s, met up with my brother and ate. He apparently has lost a filling as well. He hasn’t jumped on his as quickly as me though. It is only now that it is hurting does he care. Oi.
Afterward, we came back home. I rested on my bed for a while since I was STILL tired (Oi) and got up again when my mom wished to watch TV. The night ended as usual. I did have an idea running through my head for a while by then though and started a story. I hit the bed once something of a beginning came to play.
I started to feel less tired this morning. I did my usual routine and all. When I sat down, I edited some of the things I wrote the night before and added onto the story. I admittedly did go back to sleep mid-morning though. I woke up around twelve to get groceries with my dad. We stopped momentarily for him to grab some lunch and me a smoothie.
Dad unloaded the groceries and I put them up. I drank the smoothie and settled for half a peanut butter sandwich. I did some chores and retreated to my room. I worked on the story more, surfed the net and have a vague idea of a drawing I might try to do come who knows when. I might have taken a short nap after that.
My dad woke me up. He was ordering Chinese since I was craving some since Thursday and needed me to tell him what to order. He placed an order for my mom and me. After that I went back to my room and worked on the story more.
Truthfully, this “story” is just a concept. I rather expect nothing out f it and that I’ll likely never finish it. Still, one never knows. It is pretty bland so far and whatnot. Oh, well. I write to get it out. If the thought won’t stop bugging me, writing it usually helps.
I worked on it for a while until the food arrived. I ate alone this time around since my mom had things to do. After that I thanked my dad and resumed to work on the story.
Near eight my mom appears and wants to watch TV. I oblige. After that, I do a few chores while mom gets ready to go to bed. When all is settled, I retreat to my room and work a little more on the story. It is only twelve pages so far. I have a long way to go before it gets to the actual point of the idea though. Heh.
Well, I’ve had my last meal and am now writing this. I guess I should brush my teeth and go to bed soon should I hope to get up by seven to eat breakfast.
Other than that… Tuesday I’ll go on my “haircut expedition” with Mom. Yeah, it was supposed to be on the eighth but it was canceled and moved to a different time. On the nineteenth I’ll still be seeing one of my doctors for a yearly check up. I don’t think anything else comes up this month.