What I Can Control

There's so much about my body that I can't control. I have no say over my pain, migraines, dizziness, cramps, spasms, blurred vision, brain fog, fatigue... well... anything. There are some things that I can control however. One of them is my dental health.

No control

I have always been afraid of the dentist. I remember being very young and having a dentist literally lay his arm across my face as he worked on me. Another had the worst breath you can imagine that he breathed right on my face for what felt like hours as he inflicted nothing but pain. I thought intense pain was just part of the dental deal and all dentists were sick sadists.

As an older adult I finally found a good one. Though good dentists always seemed to hire evil hygienists who were awful. So it was common for me to go years and years with no dental care. 

I swore 2020 would be my year to get caught up on my dental care. I had finally found a good dentist who had been gentle with my son, so I thought I might be in ok hands. 

Let's Go!

Luckily I was right about the new dentist and everything went well. I'm now all caught up and can just keep up with my cleanings instead of needing expensive, painful work done. And he made sure it didn't hurt! YAY! I met my goal of catching up on my dental care this year and I feel really proud about that.

Now I'm on a roll and am working on getting a whiter smile with just those white strips you can buy. I like my fangs and crooked smile, but want them to be nice and clean looking. That's something I can fix and control.

One Month Later

I am exactly one month into a three month "temporary break" from work (SSI). One month ago I had my last day in my beautiful office. One month later this "break" does NOT feel temporary.

I'm slowly coming to terms that my condition (currently just called "Myopathy") is progressive and degenerative. New symptoms still crop up from time to time and none of them leave once they arrive. They may get stronger or weaker, but once here they don't just set up camp, they build a condo and invite friends.

Not very long ago I could push myself to walk around our block with my dog. If I were to do that today not only would it take every spoon I have, but I think I'd fall over. The dizziness is a bit better, but I'm still very foggy headed, especially once I get tired. And that happens all the time. 

In short, I'm unable to work.

All the moods of me.

This Sunday I have another brain MRI. And on the 22nd I have a follow up with my primary care doctor who I trust completely. At that appointment I'm going to talk with him about extending my disability leave. There's no way I can go back to work as I am.

My hope for something or someone to "fix me" is waning and I feel a pull to just do what I can every day. What I have is obviously still a mystery to all medical professionals, though they've been able to rule out quite a bit. To me it just feels like everything my body went through during the TB and brain tumor left me with something "turned on" that never should have been. Or not. Who knows? All I know is I can do less this week than I could the week before and so on and so on.

I also think I need to make some small modifications to my house while I'm still able to be so mobile. Planning ahead is never a bad thing.