Running out of time to get things done - 10/19/21 01:49 PM
I have been trying like crazy to fully document my new PC build to share with everyone including videos but I have just flat run out of time and not sure when I’m going to be able to get back to it. I do know I’m going to go dark for at least a few days, more likely longer.
I’ve been going to my Dentist for months now complaining about pain in my jaw. Despite pointing out to him that I had enlarged lymph nodes in my neck, he insisted that my problem was grinding my teeth at night. I took the problem to my periodontist after I had a truly massive bleed while flossing my teeth. He said he couldn’t see anything clinically and I insisted he could probably replicate the bleed I got at home by touching his probe to the gums at the point I had flossed. This lead to a 3 D X-ray that showed a quail-egg size hole in my jaw bone that wasn’t there last year. After an attempt to probe the area under the gum resulted in a piece of bone breaking off, I was referred to an oral surgeon, then for a CT scan, and eventually was diagnosed with Osteomyelitis, a disease that caused my father to lose his right leg.
I basically had a few days to make up my mind what to do because allowing it to progress is a death sentence. To complicate matters, none of the oral surgeons in Mobile accept Medicare, so I either have to pay out of pocket in advance or go to UAB medical center in Birmingham, a 5 hour drive. We have decided to stay in Mobile.
So tomorrow I’m going to have a large piece of my left mandible cut away along with at least three teeth and start a six week regimen of IV antibiotics that will be delivered via a Peripherally Inserted Central Catheter that was inserted yesterday. One of the antibiotics will be administered 3 time a day and takes 45 minutes per dose and is gravity fed so I can walk around with it. The other is administered twice a day, takes 2 hours per dose, and has to be pumped, reducing my mobility. So administering IV antibiotics is going to be my Day Job for awhile.
Interestingly, I’m more concerned about losing my ability to sing, than my ability to talk or even survive this. Just goes to show what parts of our lives create our identity.
Not looking for sympathy or pity. What happens will happen. I just wanted to share this with my friends.
And here is that beautiful computer I built.
[img:center]https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t...amp;oe=61734EB4[/img]
I’ve been going to my Dentist for months now complaining about pain in my jaw. Despite pointing out to him that I had enlarged lymph nodes in my neck, he insisted that my problem was grinding my teeth at night. I took the problem to my periodontist after I had a truly massive bleed while flossing my teeth. He said he couldn’t see anything clinically and I insisted he could probably replicate the bleed I got at home by touching his probe to the gums at the point I had flossed. This lead to a 3 D X-ray that showed a quail-egg size hole in my jaw bone that wasn’t there last year. After an attempt to probe the area under the gum resulted in a piece of bone breaking off, I was referred to an oral surgeon, then for a CT scan, and eventually was diagnosed with Osteomyelitis, a disease that caused my father to lose his right leg.
I basically had a few days to make up my mind what to do because allowing it to progress is a death sentence. To complicate matters, none of the oral surgeons in Mobile accept Medicare, so I either have to pay out of pocket in advance or go to UAB medical center in Birmingham, a 5 hour drive. We have decided to stay in Mobile.
So tomorrow I’m going to have a large piece of my left mandible cut away along with at least three teeth and start a six week regimen of IV antibiotics that will be delivered via a Peripherally Inserted Central Catheter that was inserted yesterday. One of the antibiotics will be administered 3 time a day and takes 45 minutes per dose and is gravity fed so I can walk around with it. The other is administered twice a day, takes 2 hours per dose, and has to be pumped, reducing my mobility. So administering IV antibiotics is going to be my Day Job for awhile.
Interestingly, I’m more concerned about losing my ability to sing, than my ability to talk or even survive this. Just goes to show what parts of our lives create our identity.
Not looking for sympathy or pity. What happens will happen. I just wanted to share this with my friends.
And here is that beautiful computer I built.
[img:center]https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t...amp;oe=61734EB4[/img]