… some thank yous.
Years ago — I don’t even know how many now, though it was back before Amazon made it clear that bloggers with Associate links shouldn’t also have public wish lists — reader BT fulfilled one of my wishes by sending a lovely lavender set of flannel sheets.
It was Christmas. Readers sent much bounty. But I especially love flannel sheets and in this climate they’re comfortable and comforting all year long.
Only after what, eight years? ten years? did those cozy sheets become so threadbare they started developing holes. And at that point I learned I have to be careful what I say around BT!
These arrived this morning:
Another set of flannel sheets from BT, these in a pale blue the color of sky on a misty day.
And that’s not all. When he asked if I had a color preference, I gave him a choice of two. Instead of choosing, he ordered sets in both colors. The second is scheduled to arrive tomorrow. I’ll have soft, warm, elegant flannel sheets the rest of my life.
—–
Because I’m not sure when Comcast will cut me off, I’ll say an advance thank you for that second set — AND thank you to FM and yet more thank yous to RW. Those two, along with SF and Ellendra and my dear Neighbor J, have been looking out for my health the last several weeks. I know FM and RW have sent more immune-system boosters that haven’t arrived yet. So just in case Comcast takes me seriously and cancels service before those packages get here … many thanks.
—–
And to D3 and JW. You guys simply saved my bacon. As you have done before.
—–
Finally RS … Thank you for becoming my newest Patreon, and a generous one.
When I posted “I’m done,” I meant to say, but forgot to say, that since the major purpose of that Patreon account was to keep me in Comcast services — and I’m now canceling Comcast — I would fully expect people to drop their monthly patreonage.
To gain a patron is the last thing I’d have expected. So my gratitude to RS, and my thanks to all my other Patreons — even if you choose to drop your contributions now.
—–
January 2019 isn’t going to go in the books as one of my personal best months. It was the sort of month when (and this is absolutely true) I was too sick with the Lung Grunge to keep the appointment to have a re-treatment on an old root canal gone bad.
Yep, two days before I caught the plague, the dentist told me a root canal from decades ago is now full of infection. I’m not suffering with it or anything; it was just something that showed up on an x-ray and is bad enough to require either a root canal re-do, microsurgery to snip the roots, or an extraction. But I had a lot of time to think about root canals while also “enjoying” the plague.
Now that I’m well enough to get out and about again, I’m leaning toward having that molar extracted. It’s less expensive, and I suspect healthier, than having a bad old root canal poked, prodded, and exposed to further invasions of bacteria. Although I could still use that tooth if it’s reparable, there’s something creepy about attempting to preserve dead teeth just for the convenience of them.
Not quite sure yet what option to aim for. But … well, that’s this January for ya. That’s how it’s been. And December, learning Ava has kidney disease, wasn’t so great, either.
So thank you for all you’ve done to make things better in these last two months than they might have been.
—–
I awoke last night about 1:15 in what I can only describe as an agony of gratitude. I was so grateful (once again) for the best blog readers in the world and the best friends-I-may-or-may-not-have-ever-met that it hurt. It worried me that I couldn’t reciprocate.
I don’t think anything I’ve ever done or ever will do equals what you do for me.
—–
Now I’m going to reply to some of your comments on Sunday’s “I’m done” post, then get out in the sunshine this afternoon.
Don’t be sad; don’t apologize; and don’t have any regrets. You have made all our lives richer with your presence and inquisitive mind. Once you get back on your feet you can decide what you want to be when you grow up. 😎
Be well
Cancelling my (admittedly small) Patreon subscription never entered my mind. Whatever you feel like using the money for is fine with me. It’s just a thank you for you being you.
Aha, the old root canal may explain the plague, even if not hurting it may be dumping poison in your system, well not may be, 99% probably. Can be deadly. Please don’t postpone a fix.
Agreed on the root canal, and having had several now, may I suggest an extraction and implant?
Safer and stronger, if you’ve only got to make it last 30 years or so. Generally cheaper, too. $200-500 for the extraction and $1000-2000 for the implant. Beats the heck out of $2k for a root canal and another $2-3k for a crown. Unless you are willing to come to the big city school on the hill, and let a future dentist learn in your mouth, which I highly recommend.
As for the rest of your doneness, consider a prepaid plan for your home access, that way you will use it for valuable and important things only, and not random surfing. You can also get online if you are stuck and sick.
You know, if that sort of occasion ever were to arise.
Congrats on new sheets for the winter months!
I’d say keeping my Patreon pledge going just more appropriately aligns supply with demand. I’ve been underpaying you. Now it will come out to more per post! Thanks for all you do!
You reciprocate every time you write a word! Is it not your words that have made many of us your friends? And it has nothing to do with quantity, it’s all about quality and your quality is being yourself.
So please keep reciprocating.
I certainly can relate to your becoming tired of the news; quite a while back I stopped reading the Drudge Report because the aggravation became almost overwhelming. Actually, I primarily read your blog and mostly stop there. I, too, am glad to see you make your own decisions based on your mental and physical health. I’m happy for you in that respect.
I recently had a root canal on a tooth that already had a crown; part of his deal was the endodontist filled in the hole he drilled in the top. So far the results are promising. Being a pack rat, I really didn’t want to lose the tooth. In the 70’s I went numerous times as a patient to the dental school in my area. I got a lot of very good work done at a very reasonable price; I was able to do that because I had plenty of sick time at work. The gold is still in my mouth today and is doing fine. The instructors wouldn’t allow the students to do a bad job. The only possible downside is I almost aspirated an onlay at a time when flexible bronchoscopies didn’t exist. But that’s another story. Nevertheless, I do agree with Qjay that going to a school is a good option if practicalities don’t make it prohibitively inconvenient
Claire, I would have contacted you via email but I don’t seem to have it anymore. I had a similar tooth problem you currently have about 3 to 4 years ago. Once it was extracted I enjoyed a big rebound in my health and sense of well being. My under-tooth infection was about the size of half a pencil eraser, but it caused major health problems, one causing me to go to the ER thinking I was having a heart attack. My first dentist wanted to save the tooth, but a subsequent, more knowledgeable, one extracted it and predicted I should experience “a significant rebound in my health” and that I may even experience “a sense of euphoria for a couple of weeks” about how good I feel.” I did; hope you do too.
Thank you, Dave. Fascinating (and hopeful) account.
I wish you guys the best with the revived BHM, also.
Extraction is absolutely the best option. Dr. Thomas Levy, whom I referenced before, co-authored a book with a dentist explaining how problematic root canals are, especially for heart issues.