A friend of mine didn't make it out to the flying field last weekend as he said he usually does. His reason was virus. He believes it was a trip to the dentist where he had no mask in an environment with lots of people getting medical attention.
The county COVID testing sites are overwhelmed, but he was able to get a home test from the pharmacy to confirm his thoughts.
Cold-like symptoms, sinus pain and congestion, body aches that lasted about 4 days.
He and his family have been vaccinated and boosted. As soon as he felt sick the masks went on through his household and so far, he's past the contagious stage and no one in his family caught his virus.
Good news.
I rarely answer calls from numbers I don't recognize, however I did put out a few bids and customers have called to discuss prices. I'm also working on a large renovation and the contractor has me in touch with some of the trades as I need specific placement of walls, plumbing and electrical.
A call came through and I answered without saying anything. The guy on the other end spoke first and knew my name. He started into a sales pitch for some computer service. I stopped him cold and told him to remove my number from his list.
Hanging up, I placed his number on my blocked number list.
I've been using the same phone for a few years and plan to upgrade sometime next year. Normally, I clone all my contacts and data from the old phone to the replacement phone. Having repeated the same procedure for at least 5 phones. I'm curious now if the new phone will receive the blocked list in the transfer. I've never seen a blocked caller list to verify who's on it.
Last night, I received a text message from an unknown number stating my Citibank account has been put on hold due to recent activity and to restore the account, visit the link provided to verify.
Thanks but no thanks. That's a 100% phishing scam in an attempt to get my banking information. The beauty is I don't have a Citibank account.
If I did, I would call my bank to verify and not click the link in the text message.
I reverse Googled the number but it turned up nothing. There's a good chance it was spoofed and not really assigned by a phone carrier.
Be safe, tis the season as scammers are in high-gear.
The top of my list is a granddaughter, 10 years old and more toys and gadgets than any child could need. Mentioning the perplexity of the situation to a lunch friend, some woman (in a group with others) who overheard me said "Get her a gift card. That solves all your problems"
I thought, it's a twist to someone (me) formally known as 'Uncle Cash'
My daughter suggests food and to get her a BurgerFi gift card.
I usually pass one of their restaurants on weekend travels and they have a bonus program for a limited time of a $5 kickback for every $25 in gift card purchases.
One less gift to think about.
I'm amazed at the lazy people in this world who go through life doing a job that's less than acceptable. In some cases dangerous. Lots of websites hosting proof of these people doing stupid things.
The oldest one that I know of this the dead animal in the roadway painted over when they striped the lanes. Judging by the cars in the photo it happened a generation ago.
Another example is the restroom partition door that belongs on the side with the toilet and not the urinal. Someone bought materials and supplied labor, probably using engineered drawings to construct this thing.
(from this site)
It gives me great pleasure (not) to read some profiles of women and what they seek in a relationship. Having seen a few like this I'm thinking thinking it must be something they teach in school... but not in math class.
A young widow under the age of 30 is asking for a man who will be with her for the rest of her life. But... a big but at that, is her age requirements are 50-99.
She's already lost one and to find another that's 20+ her senior literally guarantees she'll be a widow again.
That said, the only way he could be with her for the rest of her life is to park that casket alongside the bed. The only question then would be: The left side or the right side?
As much as I didn't want to have a molar extracted the discomfort of bone deterioration was growing. The antibiotic from 2 weeks ago was wearing away and the pressure was growing.
The Periodontist that works for the dentist I had been using only visits the office once a week and is booked out a month at that center. He's twice a week at another center that's about the same distance from me, but cannot see me until the 2nd week in January. It's a corporate environment as all the dentists are hired hands and they don't stand out as experts in their field. I didn't want to wait.
I had a referral to another periodontist who has his own practice and after checking the reviews, booked an appointment with him. Today was the appointment day. He reviewed the x-rays and told me the best thing was to extract the tooth, remove all the damaged bone and surrounding tissue, build-up a bone graft. After, 8 weeks when all is healed would be the right time to return for an implant.
He assured me the Novocaine injections would be sufficient that I wouldn't feel anything. He was right. I lost sensation on half of my face for a few hours!
I stopped at my office just to make sure there weren't any problems, then headed to the pharmacy where I picked up some gauze pads, prescriptions for rinse and antibiotic. Stopping at home for a few minutes and went to the grocery store for soft food as I expect it will be rough going for a few days.
After lunch I napped with pillows propped up as I had some bleeding. 10 hours later the pain is minimal and I was able to have dinner without discomfort. As instructed, I'm applying an ice pack to my jawbone to minimize swelling.
Traumatized over this? Yeah, but knowing the area had been troublesome for months and not getting better, I was running out of options. All the people in his office were professional and made the experience go smoothly.
So far, my quote from many years ago still holds true:
"The only pain you should feel from a dentist is when you receive the bill"
The new trend for aging musicians appears to be selling their music catalogs. I first heard about this when Bob Dylan sold his entire record catalog for an estimated $300 million. Many others have followed and today, I see Bruce Springsteen clocks in at an estimated $500 million.
Amazing...
From the time I left the parking lot of my condo at 8:45am until 6:00pm when I returned home, I encountered an amazing amount of aggressive drivers. Three cars in front of me making a U-Turn on a red light. New law? I can wait for the turn arrow. Thanks.
Getting cut off in the parking lot leaving a gas station and that driver runs a red light.
I'm in the middle lane of the turnpike and watching cars on the left of me zoom in front to get into the right lane cutting off cars that were cutting off cars trying to merge onto the turnpike. Shit like this all day!
Of course... it's Friday and a FULL MOON...
Every Thanksgiving, I get invited to my ex-wife's family Thanksgiving dinner and every year, I get elected to carve the turkey. This year was no different. The turkey was smaller than usual probably because they had spiral cut ham and traditional jerk chicken.
Yeah.... jerk chicken for thanksgiving.
In the past, when I sliced the turkey, I did so in even slices. It went different this time and did more of a 'Boston Market' random cuts. they must have liked it as the plate was empty after 20 minutes.
At least 25 people showed up and more were arriving when I was leaving at sundown.
I got to see a sister-in-law who doesn't come to family gatherings very often as she lives a few hundred miles away. It must have been ten years... wow, that long?
We chatted for a while and I gave her the update to my side of the family. She's been living with a boyfriend going on 20 years now and they recently bought a house together.
Some people prefer not to be married and it appears to be working for them.
I took home a plate of food and still have a few cuts of the chicken. I will finish that off tomorrow!
Somewhere around 1974 I came off the road as a traveling musician. Starving musician at that. I ignored a cavity on a molar that was so bad it required a root canal. General dentists did root canals in the 70's and my mother had me go to her dentist, who was trained while in the military. The guy was good and I was a client/patient until he retired and sold the practice to another dentist.
Most molars have 3 canals. I happened to have 4 on that tooth. I remember going several visits to have the work done, including the one where he used various reamers to get the pulp out and to verify he hit the bottom of each canal by checking without Novocaine. Silver reinforcing pins were inserted and a huge amalgam filling rest in the middle. Over the years, pieces would chip off the top and sides. I lost count but more than 15 dentists have been in my mouth in the 47 years and all recommended a crown.
Enough of the tooth came off and I was forced to crown it. So I got with one dentist who came as a referral. His work wasn't to my liking as food always trapped between the teeth and gum. If I didn't floss it quickly there would be a chance the gum would bleed. I had him make adjustments but nothing worked. I never returned.
A few years later, I met a dentist who did some work I liked and I asked she could replace the crown I disliked so much. The answer was yes and the size and shape of the replacement crown was correct.
The area was always sensitive and I had some issues dating back a year with swelling. Antibiotics worked at first and 6 months later the trouble returned. Now I'm up to an endodontist who's quick analysis says the tooth needs to come out. To be sure I get a 3D x-ray as he suspects there are cracks in the root that cannot be repaired.
On recommendation from an insurance agent, I tried another dentist who sent me to an endodontist who (unlike the first) specializes in root canal repairs that also includes removal of infected tissue around the tooth. Another 3D x-ray and he shows me a darkened area that is visible in the normal x-rays and greatly enhanced in the dimensional one. He can repair the cracked tooth but the bone is deteriorated to the point where I'll always have trouble. That confirms I need to have the tooth extracted.
Switching gears, I'm now going to a periodontist on a 'first available' appointment.
I'm not in pain... yet. The effects of the antibiotic last week is wearing away and it feels like something is trapped between my teeth. His office will be getting my x-rays and 3D CT scan so he'll have an idea of the situation before I arrive. His office said it's possible to do an extraction, bone graft and implant on the same day... I suppose that depends on what he finds when #19 comes out!
Maybe you remember the 1960's teen sensations The Monkees. They were 4 guys who played music, sang and acted. Originally contrived by Columbia Screen Gems and Don Kirshner, The Monkees responded to an ad in Variety Magazine.
They had some talent to play instruments, but studio musicians played on their recordings for the first few albums. It's reported Jimi Hendrix was hired for live performances (that later proved to be a failure) as pre-teens couldn't get into his music.
Davy Jones, died of a heart attack at age 66 in 2012, leaving 3 Monkees
Peter Tork died of cancer at the age of 77 in 2019, leaving 2 Monkees
Michael Nesmith died December 10, 2021 of naturel causes at the age of 78.
That leaves, Micky Dolenz as the only surviving member of the band.
Hey, hey, he's one Monkee...
The level of hate for one CS member had been building for a while and reached saturation by the end of summer. My thought is "If you don't like someone here, avoid their blogs" but that didn't happen. What did happen was a handful of haters followed him around and picked at his blogs like vultures, forcing him to delete their comments and locking his blogs while he was away.
Several members had wished he was gone and it appears their wishes were granted.
A few days ago in the middle of the night, the axe swung and he was gone... and so were a few other members including one who appeared most vocal in complaints about him.
I call that Collateral Damage or injury inflicted on something other than an intended target.
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