Happy Fake Monday!

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The first stitch that came off.

First things first my homies and homettes! Wherever you are in this crazy, funny, insane, strange and weird planet of ours, good morning, good afternoon, good evening or good night. As always, I hope that you enjoy it to the fullest and remember, do not to let nobody fuck it up for you no matter what happens or what goes down.

On a sober note! Today is Tuesday November 13, 2018 and that means that I have been sober for 4 months and 26 days or better yet, 148 days in total. Woo-Hoo! I feel like Tony the fucking tiger… GRRRRREAT!

Today is what I like to call “fake Monday”. Why do I call it that? Because I was off from the salt mine yesterday, due to veteran’s day, so even if today is Tuesday, it still is my first day back to work after the weekend, so it feels like a fucking Monday. I mean, I really shouldn’t be complaining, because after all, this is going to be a four-day work week, which no matter what today feels like, is better than a five-day work week anytime.

On a dental extraction update! I have to say, that since the five molar extractions last Friday, I’ve only experienced a small amount of pain, not even close to what I thought was going to be my four-day weekend from hell. I’m still taking the Ibuprofen every couple of hours, since it’s only been four days since the surgeon did the procedure, but I will eventually stop taking it, when the pain is completely gone. As for the stitches, they both came out yesterday, lucky for me, that I wasn’t eating while that happened. As a matter of fact, I showed them to my wife, just to fuck with her, and she was disgusted by it. I really don’t know why, since they were simply two pieces of thread, with no blood or flesh on them. As a matter of fact, I included a picture of the first one that came out, on the top of this post. Can you explain to me, what is so disgusting about it?

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!

Pain Management

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Happy Sunday my homies and homettes! I know! I know! I know! I know! I know!… We all need a Sunday like we all need a bullet hole in our heads. Not to make you feel envious, jealous or none of that shit, but tomorrow, Monday, I’m off from the salt mine. Yeap, that’s right, I’m off from the salt mine. WOO-HOO! WHY! you asked? Because Monday November 12, 2018 we celebrate veteran’s day here in The U.S.A. As a matter of fact, a couple of weeks ago, when the dental surgeon and I scheduled my appointment for this past Friday, I really didn’t know shit about the up coming holiday. But in the end, it all worked out for the best.

As for the pain after the FIVE molars were extracted on Friday and even after getting a few stitches, the pain has been so minimal, that I was able to go shopping with my wife and daughter on Saturday, and I also have been able to eat anything and everything with no problems, that’s how good I’ve been feeling. I was also happy, because after the procedure, the surgeon advised me, that when it comes to the dental implants, I’m good to go. What I mean by that is, that I won’t be needing any bone graphs, before I get the implants next year. I’ll have to wait until January 1, 2019, because that’s the date when both my employer-provided dental insurance and flexible spending account (FSA) start fresh for the new year. Not to scare the living shit out of my loyal 1.5 readers, but implants are way fucking expensive, but as I learned, they require little maintenance and this is one of the biggest differences between them and dental bridges. Also, high quality implants can last a lifetime. But crowns and bridges will have to be replaced every 10 to 15 years. Tell me about it, my one and only crown, lasted for some years, but in the end, it had to replaced with a fixed bridge. Don’t worry my homies and homettes, I’ll keep you posted.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!

No Pain… No Pills

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Well my homies and homettes, yesterday the surgeon did the dental extractions, but I have to tell you, that I was fucking surprised when he told me that it was going to be five, instead of four. YES! You read that right! He extracted five molars instead of four! What happened was, that there was one, that couldn’t be saved and my dentist included it in the info that he provided to the surgeon, but I wasn’t aware of. I guess I wasn’t putting attention when I saw my dentist the last time.

Anyways, since the procedure was going to take some time, the surgeon and I went with the general anesthesia and when I woke up, everything was done. Even after the local anesthesia’s effect was wearing off, I only felt a small amount of pain, but not a lot. Plus I took some Ibuprofen, ahead of time, just to make sure that the full pain didn’t kick in. The surgeon did listened to me, when I asked for the good stuff, just in case, so he prescribed me Ibuprofen 600 mg, every four hours if needed, Amoxicillin 500 mg, three times a day for seven days and Oxycodone-Acetaminophen 5-325, one tablet every six hours if needed. One thing about me and pain meds is, that I only take them for a day or two and then stop, in order to see if the pain is gone or if I should continue to take them. If I feel that I’m still feeling some pain, but I can handle it without the pain meds, then I’ll just go on without them until I’m completely healed.

Right now, I’m just going to wait until the begging of 2019, in order to start my plans to get dental implants. I can tell you, that they don’t come cheap at all, but a family member told me about one of the best hospitals in New York city, which I’ve always trusted and is only a few blocks away from my home, where the implants are done by dental school students, under the supervision of experienced doctors, for around 1/3 what it will cost me elsewhere. Once I get the info, I’m going to check it out and from there, I’ll make my decision. I know that everything will work out for the best. All that I have to do is be patient, do my research and comparison before I make my final decision.

With that said! I am  Audi 5000 y’all!

National Tooth Extraction Day!

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First things first my homies and homettes! Wherever you are in this crazy, funny, insane, strange and weird planet of ours, good morning, good afternoon, good evening or good night. As always, try to enjoy it to the fullest and remember, do not to let nobody fuck it up for you no matter what happens or goes down.

On a sober note! Today is Friday November 9, 2018 and that means that I have been sober for 4 months and 22 days or better yet, 143 days in total. Woo-Hoo! I feel like Tony the fucking tiger… GRRRRREAT!

On a not so painful, but painful note! Today is the day, that I will finally get 4 molar extracted… yes, you read that right… 4 of them. Now, how am I going to chew my food? I guess I’ll have to revert to baby food for a while. Bwahahahaha! But just so you won’t get all smiley, happy and shit about the pain that you think that I will experience during the procedure, after consulting with the oral surgeon, we chose to go with the general anesthesia. Not because I might feel any pain, but like the surgeon mentioned, the procedure will take a while and he said, that it will be better for me, not to be awake while the whole shit is going down. So just in case you don’t hear read from me for a couple of days after today… YEAH RIGHT! like if my loyal 1.5 readers really give a flying fuck about me. But just in case, my wife didn’t have me killed for the life insurance money, because she told me that “I am more valuable to her alive than dead”. Anyway, I’ll be eating baby food, ice cream and yogurt for the next couple of days.

With that said! I am  Audi 5000 y’all!

Blame It On The Rain

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First things first my homies and homettes! Wherever you are in this crazy, funny, insane, strange and weird planet of ours, good morning, good afternoon, good evening or good night. As always, try to enjoy it to the fullest and remember, do not to let nobody fuck it up for you no matter what happens or goes down.

On a sober note! Today is Thursday November 8, 2018 and that means that I have been sober for one hundred forty-three days in a row or better yet, four months and twenty-one days in total. Woo-Hoo! I feel like Tony the fucking tiger… GRRRRREAT!

Now, on a blaming game note! Never in my entire life, have I said or pretended to be perfect or to be an angel, because I have and I will from time to time make mistakes and fuck ups just like the person before and after me. But the one thing that I can say is, that whenever I make a mistake or I fuck up, I take it as a learning experience and as a chance to reflect on my behavior, way of thinking and way of seeing things. Now getting to my point. It’s just that it is so fucked up, how now a days, so many grown ass people, just keep fucking up and blaming it on everybody else and their mother. I have to admit, that when I was younger, I use to blame everything that went and was going wrong in my life on my parents, society and even the government, but specifically my father, for his disappearing act, when I was around eleven or twelve years old, then reappearing when I was around twenty-four years old, like if nothing ever happened.

My thing is, that as I got older, I came to realize and understand, that no matter all the shit that I went through when I was younger, I was calling the shots now that I was older. So in time, I started to get away from the blaming others mentality. Just as I came into this world, my kids did not come with instructions, so I just try to be a good dad to my kids. I have always told them that I will always be there for them, I talk to them, I give them advice and I always tell them to be nice to others. In the end, just as I did when I was young, they will make their own choices and choose their own paths. Like they say, you can lead a horse to water but you can’t make it drink. But blaming others for not drinking the water, is a totally different shit. Also, keep in mind, that to me, a mistake is unintentional, but a fuck up is intentional.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!

My Age Vs My Maturity

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First things first my homies and homettes. Wherever you are in this crazy, funny, insane, strange and weird planet of ours, good morning, good afternoon, good evening or good night. As always, try to enjoy your day to the fullest and remember not to let nobody fuck it up for you no matter what goes down.

Sometimes I just like to throw everything in the garbage and start fresh all over again. In case you have been wondering, that has been the case with this blog many times. The only explanation that I have for my behavior is, that my mind works in mysterious ways that I might never ever understand, and sometimes I just go along with it, because at the time, it might look like a good idea. Keep in mind that look and is are two different words with two different meanings.

On a sober note, I am happy to let my loyal 1.5 readers, that even though I haven’t posted here in a while, I’m still sober. As a matter of fact, as of today, I have been sober for four months and twenty days.

On a birthday note, on Friday October 19, 2018, I turned forty-nine years old. YES! YES! YES! I KNOW! I’m one year away from THE BIG FIVE O. The truth is, that I have always looked at age as just a number. Like they say Age does not measure maturity“. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I have learned and changed a lot as a husband, father, brother, friend, neighbor, co-worker and human being. I Just know that none of it had to do with my age, it all had to do with what I have experienced in life as a whole. But don’t worry about it, because the changes have been for the best. I feel that right now, compared to many years ago, I have more patience, I am more caring, tolerant and understanding. Now don’t get it all wrong and look at it as a sign of weakness, it doesn’t mean that I let people walk all over me, It just means that I try to understand where people are coming from and why they behave the way that they do. For some weird reason, I’ve always liked analyzing people, so sometimes, I tell my wife jokingly, that I should have been a shrink. Can you imagine that! LMFAO!

With that said! I am  Audi 5000 y’all!