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Johari window thing

Because why not? It told me to pick 5 or 6 words to describe myself. Don't know if others can pick more. It might be fun!

I have seen two dentists today. The first was at the community health center, where they took a look and gave me a referral. They took no x-rays because their machine was down. The second was at a family dentist, which my step-mother paid out-of-pocket for. They took x-rays, told me I need to get a nightguard ASAP, and referred me to a different oral surgeon for my wisdom teeth. Which are apparently not fully formed, and the one bothering me shouldn't be giving me issues, and it's close enough to my sinuses that the oral surgeon may tell me they don't recommend doing it yet.

The oral surgeon the health center referred me to, who is at the chc in Fitchburg, doesn't have an opening for a consult until mid-July. The other one gave me an appointment in two weeks, and the only reason it isn't next week is that I have end-of-semester shenanigans happening and couldn't feasibly make the appointment. So I'll be paying out of pocket for that one, but I have it in my savings and can "easily" pay it--I will just have less for other medical expenses that will crop up, inevitably, because my body hates me.

Hopefully my health insurance will pay for surgery and anesthesia. If it doesn't, it will be expensive, "especially with how deep the wisdom tooth is".  If it does, they recommend getting all four out at once so that I don't end up having to pay to be put under again the next time one acts up.

So...yeah. I have an appointment in two weeks, and will know more then. Just, *sigh*.

Why me? And why couldn't this have happened while I was under 18/19 and still covered by the state? If I went to the oral surgeon with the longer waiting list, it would probably be covered. There are times I hate being poor.

Oh, life is fun sometimes. Or not, as the case may be.

My wrists are nearly back to normal, such that typing isn't a huge problem and I can do things like write a couple of pages for a response paper again. Today is the first day I've gone completely without braces on from the time I woke up and through lunch and classes. May need them later, but again, maybe not.

On the other hand, it took me a while to fall asleep last night because I had shooting pains in my jaw. The focal point seems to be the back, top, right molar, or perhaps the wisdom tooth next to it. It's been getting worse. I made an appointment this morning with the Community Health Center in Gardner; I will be seeing someone in about three weeks, which is when I will be back in Massachusetts.

I also have either severe allergies or a cold. Runny nose, stuffy nose, sinus pressure...Some coughing, at one point a sore throat from post-nasal drip. Plenty of sneezing. It's very annoying.

Can allergy season be over now?

On the positive side: I have only one test left through the end of the year, and it's the final exam in Hebrew. Everything else left is either a paper or a project. I had a test in music theory this morning that I think I aced, too.

The protagonists of the last three things you read/watched/played are the members of your zombie apocalypse team. How screwed are you?

Sheriff Carter from Eureka
Hai from Wyvernhail
Larry from A Serious Man

Well, this had been prior to class yesterday, I would have been great. The Sheriff isn't bad, although his deputy would be even better given the number of guns she keeps. Hai is powerful and could be a great help if she cared enough to protect herself or anyone else. Without the class in which I watched that movie, Wolfcry would also be on the list, and I think Oliza wouldn't be a hindrance, at least. Especially with her wings, and Hai's wings.

Larry...just no. Movie wasn't that great, either, but there was some interesting literature on it. However, the protag would be singularly useless.

Wrists are much better. I'm on day 1 without my braces on almost constantly. Will shortly be working on one of two papers that are overdue that I had to put on hold. I'm pretty excited. It means I'm catching up.

In other news, I found a little container with orange play-doh (or similar substance, at least) in my staff mailbox, with the note "Spring semester is hectic...Make sure to SMILE :) Get out and PLAY!!!!!! ResLife" stickered on it.

I'm not entirely sure what to do with it. Suggestions for a one-color sculpture?

I have been itching to write this post all day, but was resisting until I had worked on my paper. I have now done that.  So I will dictate this post.

I am extremely excited for June, when my boyfriend arrives. I have this whole vision of greeting him at the airport, wrapping him in a hug, and asking if I can kiss him. Then, provided he consents, we will kiss. Of course, the “vision” involves a lot more sensations than that, but you get the idea.

Sometimes I can't believe how lucky I am to have met him. We met, coincidentally enough, at the wedding of a mutual friend of ours. That was two summers ago. I guess last October or so we started talking a lot more than we had previously. Or maybe before that, in the summer. What I know is, come December, we exchanged very personal gifts, which we had decided upon independently of the other. A few months later, or more specifically two months later, we set up a Skype date on Valentine's Day. Shortly after that, we made it official that we were dating.

I don't really know how to describe what he means to me, except to say that we can tell each other anything and the other will take it seriously. I love, admire, and respect this man. He makes me feel special. He makes me feel loved. He lets me be myself. That last feels incredibly important to me. Especially after everything I've been through with my blood family, it is amazing, knowing that I don't have to hide my intelligence, or the pain I'm in, or excitement I feel, or anything else.

In short, he is one of the most amazing things that has happened to me, possibly ever.

D., I love you.

I figured out that the reason my paper hasn't been getting done isn't that I don't have time, it's that my wrists hurt and I've been prioritizing all of the homework assignments that are either smaller or not on the computer over the paper.

So I'm taking some time off the computer except to write my paper. As always, I'm available by phone for those of you with the number to get in touch with me. If you notice me online, and I'm not writing, please prod me into getting off, because it's habit at this point that's hard to break. I have free time, I go online to check blogs/email/social networking/whatever. So I don't want to do that.

See you all next week, perhaps.

<3

If you read my last blog post two posts ago, you know that my mother and brother were on campus two days ago. I should have predicted that I would not want to do much work yesterday that I didn't have to do immediately. I didn't plan for it, and now I'm behind schedule for the week.

Next time, I'm just telling her not to come.

On the bright side, I for some reason am not experiencing enough pain for it to bother me much, despite being on my feet most of the day Sunday. I was expecting to have difficulty walking for the rest of this week, so it's a nice surprise.

Also, since I received disability placement for housing, I have not been freaking out about GRS (general room selection) like most of my peers. The rising senior class especially is competing for the best senior housing, which includes a lot of new options. The building I'm in seems to be an attractive place for a lot of people going in singly or with one other person. People have asked me where I'm living, and I've given the address. The most recent person who asked said something along the lines of "you got my room!" As in, he wanted one of the rooms that was showing up on the website until someone took them last night at the first selection night. My studio apartment, however, never showed up on it. I suspect it's generally already in the system as set aside for specific needs unless it isn't taken before GRS starts. (I had to notify ResLife back in March that I was requesting disability placement, and then get a doctor to confirm with a letter. I met with ResLife shortly after spring break to discuss my room assignment, and was placed there at that time--about a week, week and a half before the system opened for everyone.)

...So in general, my problems this week stem from having a major paper due, a major test, and after-reaction to interacting with my family. Why do I even keep trying with them?

So it turns out that getting a handicap placard in Massachusetts is as easy as filling out a two-page form, getting a doctor's signature, and dropping the paperwork off at the RMV. This is definitely something I'm going to do when I get back to MA and can get a MA doctor to sign off on it, provided I qualify (and I should).