That was Sunday's lunch at The Laughing Lizard: A plate of the chicken enchiladas with black beans and rice. And what up with the white rice, Lizard? At least give me Spanish rice to leave behind on my plate. 'Cause I don't eat no rice, white or Spanish.
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The last twenty four hours have been a bit painful.
Yesterday, I got a lovely chemical burn on my neck when (I think) some silver polish left on a pair of earrings I bought in Jemez reacted with the alcohol I was using to sterilize the hooks. The resultant mixture dripped onto me and I felt it sting and was, like, huh, what's that? And then I reached up to the red spot on my neck and pulled off a quarter sized piece of skin. It hurt like hell when I rinsed it with water, and now it's a lovely, crusted-over burn site on my neck.
Today, I went to the dentist to have an old filling drilled out and replaced. It wasn't the drilling and the filling that were painful, it was actually the part where I got the Novocaine injection. On the last of three shots, I heard a pop and felt the needle go through what I thought might be a membrane and then my tongue and the front of my mouth went immediately and completely numb. I told the dentist what had happened and she said it sounded like she had hit a nerve. She was concerned but not overly so. (But dentists are kind of weird, you know? I mean, she told me just before giving me the shot that the reason she became a dentist was because she used to, when she was a kid, clean out her own cavities with a needle (!) and I was, like, ". . .") Anyway, I know that there is always the chance of permanent nerve damage with any kind of dental procedure. I mean, I'm not an idiot; the recent information/horror literature that I got before the dental implant surgery was pretty clear that losing all sensation in all or part of my face was one of the possible outcomes.
Anyway, when the anesthesia wore off, there was a small sore spot in the middle of my chin, but otherwise I was okay.
And that was my day.
Did you hear that Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn died? Sad. Go read Ivan Denisovich again.
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