I’m still on the mend, mostly been laying around. Tried to run a little this past weekend and found out I can’t yet, it hurts so bad. My jaw is still so painful, can’t chew anything, and I still have complete numbness on the left side, my whole bottom jaw and lip. I know this is all possible complications of the surgery, but lets just say I am NOT happy!! The doctor was an asshole before and I should have gotten up and walked out. Thinking back I wish I had because this recovery has been nothing but a nightmare since. I am not happy at all and am looking for another doctor to go see to make sure it’s truly a complication and not something he messed up. I will NOT be recommending them to anyone! I spend $1200 of my hard earned money, money I don’t have, and this shit is what I have to live with now. He ruined the thousands I spent on therapy after a car accident to fix my TMJ, now I have it worse than I’ve ever had. : (
Other than dealing with all of that, life has been normal, but busy. This past weekend we celebrated my grandma’s 70th birthday. Lots of fun! The extended family can be a blast to get together with. We had a lot of friends and family over and just partied. I even managed to get off work early so I made it to the whole party and didn’t have to miss out like usual. Though sometimes I don’t mind.
Life at work has been uneventful, minus today. Today news got out that the Chief is quitting. He told his boss 3 weeks ago and has agreed to stay on working what little hours he wants to helping them until they find a replacement. The Captain is all excited because he doesn’t have to deal with our “horrible Chief” anymore, little does he know he still has to answer to the Chief until a new one is found. And let me tell you how “horrible” our Chief is…his motto is “have fun at work.” He doesn’t care at all what we do as long as we follow company policy, don’t break anything, and don’t kill anyone. We regularly play frisbee and wiffle ball, several people get away with not doing chores, very few of us clean the trucks…they have NO idea how easy they have it!! I can’t wait for someone to come in and really show them a hard time.
Despite all the crap there, things with my older man are better than ever! I started thinking today about ways to tell my mother and make her understand that this isn’t a bad thing. I think she’s hoping it’s just a phase that will pass, but it’s not. I started thinking about what I will want for my little girl one day, I want her to marry someone they love, someone that will take care of her, protect her, and be there for her without running off, no matter the age. I have all that. I have the safety, security, protection, and we even have plans for the future. Let’s face it, we know that unless something horrible happens (which it could), he is going to leave this earth long before me. We have plans for that to protect me. Money being put aside, insurance policies, and things to make sure I, and any children we have, are taken care of when that day comes. I am working on a letter to my mom to help me spell all this out and it will be posted here because I doubt I’ll ever have the courage to show her. I hope one day her and the family can understand though…this isn’t some “phase” or “fling”, it’s the real deal.