old curmudgeon me
feeling aches i disowned
back when i was young
”never will i…”
”not me…”
and
here we are, with me
wondering when i will cane
and already needing more sleep
reading books and watching tv
of people in deeper shit than me
because it makes everything
seem better
Tag: pain
old curmudgeon me
Torture, pt 3
Photo by Serena Koi on Pexels.com Well, you knew there was going to be more to this drama. The mouth pain fading off with the sunset was never an option.
As of Saturday, my mouth was tender on the left side, but improving on a daily basis. I was all ready to blame my enflamed gums resultant from flossing and brushing malpractice by the owner (me) for my mouth hurting. Gradual improvements with diligent flossing and brushing supported the idea.
I ate breakfast on Saturday and went to one of those wholesale clubs to stock up on food. One of the things I like to pick up as a diabetic’s alternative to candy are nuts to snack on when I feel a little peckish. So I picked up a variety while I was shopping to have around.
(more…)Torture
Photo by Serena Koi on Pexels.com I probably shouldn’t reveal this in public, but I think I found the torture that might push me over the edge and confess to being an accessory to John Wilkes Booth’s assassination of Lincoln, should anyone want to force me to make that claim. I might even believe I was part of it, if someone were to focus on one tiny part of my body.
No — not the lower unmentionables.
Something much less in the manner of “naughty bits”. It would be: My teeth.
Yes. My teeth.
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