What Was I Thinking?

As many of you know I am sometimes given to vocalizing in my sleep. Sometimes coherent words, sometimes not. Well this last Tuesday night, something happened that made me wonder even more about what is going on in my head when I'm asleep.

Tuesday night I got home from class, got things together for the next morning and drifted off to sleep. Before I knew it, I snapped awake glanced at the clock and saw numbers that I shouldn't have. I missed the alarm when it went off and now I was running late! I ran into the bathroom, still half asleep, and jumped into the shower. As the hot water slowly started to wake me up I realized that I hadn't turned off my alarm and the radio was still playing. Normally not a problem except that my condo buddy sleeps right next door and I didn't want to wake him up. Then as I started to think about it, I couldn't remember if my alarm had actually gone off at all.

As I dried off, becoming more awake and alert by the moment, I became more and more distressed that indeed I had not actually heard my alarm go off. I couldn't be sure though, because I am definitely not a morning person. I was listening intently as I opened the bathroom door. No sound yet, but that didn't mean to much. Then my bedroom door, still no sound. Either I had shut it off and couldn't remember it, or... Then I was far enough into my room to see the clock. 12:42! I couldn't believe it. Once more my mind was making my dreams waaayy to real. Silver lining to the cloud, I had extra time in the morning to read my bible since my shower was already all taken of.

Vacation For the Soul

I just got back from four days of spending time at the house of God at Fairwood. I feel like I've just got back from a vacation. I'm re-energized, re-focused, inspired, and filled with wonderful blessings of God. It makes me wish (in a way) that I was once again living there surrounded by the things of God where my vision is so much clearer and unclouded. David had it right when he said, 'I had rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God, Than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.' (Psa. 84.10) I wish you all could have been there. I'de love to tell more of what happened but I have to get up way to early tomorrow to stay up any later tonight.

Just Grin and Bear It

I was going to post last week but it ended up being a really busy and tiring, so I'm doing it now before this week turns into the same thing. Several things have been going on, but the biggest one involves the title.

It had been a long time since the last time I saw the dentist and with my eating and brushing habits I was rather worried about the condition of my teeth. Also my lower jaw hadn't been feeling 100% so I wondered if something was up with my wisdom teeth. After looking around for a cheap dentist I called one up and got an appointment fairly quickly. The best part was, I didn't even have to miss any work. I went in, filled out some paperwork, waited and then was called into the back.

Thankfully I'm not a dentaphobe (do I really need to define?) so that made things very easy, especially where they were sticking all sorts of different things into my mouth and then taking them out and putting new different things in. The best part was the full set of x-rays. They stuck my head in an x-ray machine and then it twirled around shooting me full of radiation while making very electronic boops and beeps.

(Edit: I just spent half an hour reading stories that dentaphobes have written about their fears, and all I can say is, 'Wow.' I'm even more thankful now that I don't have dentaphobia.)

It was all very easy, painless and simple. After the x-rays, I saw one of the dentists and she gave me an examination while waiting for the developments. Low and behold I only needed one filling! I was expecting at least three, so this was very welcome news. Then came the bad news. My bottom wisdom teeth were/are impacted and my top ones, while not fully impacted weren't/aren't straight and are not growing out so at the end of April I will be having all four extracted. Since I don't have dental insurance this will be quite expensive. More than either one of my cars has cost. Still I would rather be poorer than have my teeth rot, or break, or split, or any of the other nasty things I've just been reading about.

That was Tuesday. Thursday I went in for the filling. Having half my mouth and tongue numb was really disconcerting but also rather fun. The best part was the numbness didn't wear off for several hours so I had something to occupy me during class. If only there was a way I could get my hands on some novacaine so I could do it when ever I wanted, heheheh...