Was Gone So Long, Flares Came Back in Fashion

Just hangin' around-how about you?


Hello Everyone,

First (and most important) THANK YOU all for your kind comments, emails of encouragement, and links to funny videos. I am so incredibly lucky to know such wonderful people. You guys are the very, very best. In a world that at times seems inhabited solely by characters out of Idiocracy, being able to visit your blogs and interact with people that don't need the joke explained is the greatest. You're the smartest, funniest, most stylish group of people I could ever want to know,  and when you toss in kindness and sincerity it truly makes me feel like there's hope for humanity. I don't deserve such great people in my life, but I sure am glad to have each and every one of you. Thank you so much.

So, an update for anyone that's interested (and I completely understand if you're not because...well...BECAUSE! Ick.).

It was only today that the tooth was finally completed (by a new endodontist) after still more courses of antibiotics and  steroids (still on those). This isn't going to ever really be "over" as there's all sorts of damage to my face, sinuses, and nerves but at least the roots are gone, and the infection isn't eating away at my face. No bone loss, so that's good. I would have been better able to deal with it (things happen, I get that) but the way the original office handled it was awful (but there again I understand the impulse to try and distance yourself from blame). The physical trauma was bad, but the emotional toil was a nightmare. Just FYI-it is really difficult to find someone willing to work on a patient that was injured by someone else. I suppose I wouldn't want to get involved either. I did finally find someone, and she is a lovely woman that had an awful mess to walk into. After the horror of the last three months, and the continual pain it was just such a relief to find someone that listened, looked at the x-rays, and handed me a box of tissues when I started to cry (which I recommend avoiding because with all that swelling in the face and sinuses it isn't helpful). I went in this morning, and two hours later I left with the ordeal (fingers crossed) hopefully coming to a close. I was told to expect the healing to take a good long time because the tooth itself is now dead, but the damage to the surrounding tissues, nerves, etc. are going to need time to heal from the trauma. I'm in better shape post-op than I expected to be today, that's for certain. I'm heavily medicated, thank god.The other stuff? I've been living with lupus and RA for thirty years now-sometimes it is bad, but most of the time it isn't. I suspect when the tooth stuff calms down, everything else will too. From a distance, the rash on my cheeks almost looks like a healthy glow! Given everything, I'll count myself lucky because I know how much worse it could have been. The timing could have been better, but what can you do? *Shrug*. I just celebrated another Birthday, so if that isn't a reason to be optimistic I don't know what is.

That's about it for now. I have a few outfit posts I'll get to, but given that I've had multiple rounds of steroids it ain't gonna be pretty. I'll give you a preview because I just know you want to see my crazy flares-they're back, "In" you know. Yeah, I laughed when I heard that too. Who cares what's "in" and what's more, who ever imagined it would take a Thomas Pynchon novel being made into a film for it to happen? Someone is finally making money off Pynchon's writing-but no one expected it to be fashion designers.

Poloneck AND Flares. Not that I ever stopped wearing them. I don't imagine this is what the fashion writers have in mind. Like I care.

 This massive Triffari lucite pendant weighs quite a bit. As costume goes, this was the good stuff. I may be approaching "Peak white necklace" as this makes more than a dozen. I can't seem to help myself.

 The lovely woman (hi Susie!) at the thrift store didn't believe I would ever wear the denim jumpsuit I bought for a dollar. There's a fine line between confidence and a complete lack of dignity, but so far I haven't met too many things I wouldn't wear, if only once. The fact that I tend to wear them to the library is purely a coincidence. I think. I spend a lot of time at the library at 90th and Dodge.

...But sometimes I go to the other library at 90th and Fort. They have the "Best Red Wall in Omaha."

 I'm lucky to have two great library branches so close to home. If I turn out my street and go left, there's one-take a right and I hit the other. Something to consider when deciding where to live.

 This is a Boden dress that I love, though it does not love me. Still, some days call for a shapeless shift, and the deep, functional pockets make it a keeper.

Let's pause for a joke since my pain medication is peaking.

Q: What do you call a deer with no eyes?
A: No eyed deer.

 Q: What do you call a dead deer with no eyes?
 A: *Still* no eyed deer."

I am going to stop here so I still have the energy to go round visiting your lovely blogs. Thanks again for seeing me through a bad time-I owe you one (or several).

*Still* no eyed deer?