tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941858457831271563.post4366568031613896247..comments2023-06-21T04:44:56.543-06:00Comments on confessions from Tara: Loooonnnnggglillysmumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09871815148737169392noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941858457831271563.post-84638625273021775342013-08-25T21:47:45.653-06:002013-08-25T21:47:45.653-06:00Thank you, Janelle! Just...thank you.Thank you, Janelle! Just...thank you.lillysmumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09871815148737169392noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941858457831271563.post-3635489226009986062013-08-25T21:04:32.556-06:002013-08-25T21:04:32.556-06:00Glad I'm finally catching up on blogs tonight ...Glad I'm finally catching up on blogs tonight ;) <br />I was going to comment already to second your complaints about the dentist. I HATE going to the dentist and have wretched teeth as well. In fact, Hubs is making me go because I lost a filling between my two font teeth (REAL attractive, though smallish and on the back side, so not too noticeable), a big chunk of one of my back molars just fell off... a couple of months ago. And one of my canines lost a chunk too. It looks awesome. I've learned to just never show my teeth. Unfortunately he made me laugh the other day and he saw the busted canine, then waterboarded the other intel out of me. Okay, not really... but nearly. And I'm pretty sure the lower right side canine is pretty busted up as well. I'm waiting because I have to get approval from my pain management doc for the new anxiety med prescribed by my normal doc (since apparently my old anxiety med in combination with new meds was likely to kill me. Shame.) Hubs promised that if I make the appointments with the dentist, though, he will take a day off work, drug me up (once the meds are approved) and cart me there and back. Mostly I feel so guilty about the insane expense of keeping me alive that I hated to admit that I needed more money flushed down the drain. Just give me some decent dentures and let's forget about the dentist. ;)<br /><br />And also -- thank you. Really. I was really struggling lately and within a few days I had several different people talk to me about my ridiculous life and how it has affected them. It is amazing how no matter how small or insignificant you may ever feel, you can have meant something to people you never would have guessed. That's for you, Tara. YOU are making a difference for people around you too. You are incredibly strong and have a sweet girl who adores you. And you're working through all sorts of crap to focus on her. That makes a WORLD of a difference. *hearts and smiles and butterflies. and chocolate.*Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06499512075119423969noreply@blogger.com