I’ve got a cold sore on the inside of my mouth, in the lower part of my mouth. It’s big enough for me to feel with my teeth. Now I’m somewhat concerned that I’ll accidentally chew on it or catch it on something. Plus it’s annoying.
Ice, ice, baby… when I get them, part of the problem is that they get inflamation that makes them stick out more, that makes my teeth hit them, then they get more inflamed, that makes them stick out more…
Ice will shrink it, and numb it.
(When desperate, I’ve tried over-the-counter anesthetics. Once I had one that was so bad for so long that I had a dentist numb that area with topical novocaine.)
Dentemp Canker Covers, baby!
I will bite myself, and form a nasty outcropping that is prone to be bitten again. Bought these on the recommendation of one of the random product recommendation articles on Buzzfeed. Holy shit, these work! You dry off the sore spot, slap one of these on, and they rehydrate into a patch of sludge that makes an orajel sort of protective patch that sticks for 4 or 5 hours, slowly dissolving and using menthol to make everything taste funny [snicker] and sort of medicate the area. It really does stick way better than orajel ever did - but it doesn’t have any sort of numbing agent other than the menthol.
That’s great news, I’ll be trying it sooner than I’d like.
I just won’t mix the menthol with drinking orange juice…
Anti-rant: the neighbor’s yappy little dog has not been seen or heard from since early spring. I presume it is now yapping away happily in some farm up north with all the other dogs that go to that wondrous mythological place.
God, I hated that thing. Now I can have the bedroom windows open if it’s not too hot. To be fair, they never had it out late at night or generally very early in the morning, but hey, I’m a grumpy retired old fart and like to sleep late while getting fresh air from an open window, and getting woken up by that paramecium-sized horror with a high-pitched yipping that sounded like it was horking up its innards was never fun, even it was noon!
Tried the hotline and got about half a sentence out before the line disconnected. Service is spotty here. Wifi usually works for calls. Some days, it just decides not to. Apparently this is one of those days.
Good that you showed up here to chat with us then
When the new neighbors moved in behind me I discovered that not only did they have a puntable, that took it upon itself to worn the world about the Invisible Mold People, but the owners must be deaf, since they did not notice that Fido was alerting at midnight while he did what he had to do.
They went away in the winter, and got caught in the Kung Flu lockdowns. Now they are back, but no incessant barking. Saw the dog today–noisy dog was white/grey/black, and the one running around today was brown. Maybe a trip to the farm was involved?
I love “puntable” – it’s the perfect descriptor, and there were times when I was sure I could summon up the energy to punt that fucking thing into orbit around the moon! I absolutely love dogs, but these things are not dogs, they are like amoebas, primordial single-celled perversions of dogs, whose main ability is to yip (not bark – they’re far too small to actually bark) at random air molecules.
Let us raise our virtual glasses in a virtual toast in celebration of the fact that both of our troublesome paramecium-like noisemakers are now departed. 
I was pulling up my jumbled covers and managed to scratch the shit outta myself.
Oh, well, beats that one time I was yanking them up (they were pinned under my cat) and lost my grip … and punched myself in the face in the middle of the night.
Boyfriend and I were arguing a lot at the time, so the next morning was … interesting. Helluvan upgrade to the ol’ “I fell down the stairs!” excuse.
{{{ @SurrenderDorothy }}} you are the strongest person I (virtually) know.
When I was younger, I used to read at a voracious rate. I would devour books, barely pausing to taste them, let alone savor them. But I loved it all the same. Now that I am older and have responsibilities that keep me from staying up late at night reading the next novel in the series like I’m binge watching The Office, I don’t read nearly as much. But I did just finish a book that I loved so much but am SO EMBARRASSED to have liked as much as I did. And I’m stuck in that post book fugue where I almost want to read it again but really I just want to hear more from the characters. So I guess I’m gonna go hit up the Whatcha Reading thread for some ideas.
In other news, we have big wigs here at work today so everyone is on edge.
Oh, honey, it’s okay, we all enjoyed Harry Potter.
Oh, yeah.
Fuck you sideways nearwildheaven for totally spoiling the story mentioned in the food poisoning thread.
Honorable fuck you mention to Gmancanada for junior modding the same thread nearly to death - the supposed hijack was just a sidebar comment, which is how conversations work you damn braying jackass. Your idiot hand-flapping was a far more intrusive hijacking.
Advance Rant: I don’t have another day off for, well, days so the property mgmt. maintenance guy fucking better get here today and fix the goddamn hot water heater. I work a sweaty job and haven’t showered properly in days. Just a quick rinse-off that leaves my teeth chattering.
Morning is gone, and while I enjoyed pissing it away by sleeping in and poking around the Dope and snacking on all the things, I’m not gonna be happy if they piss away the afternoon NOT fixing the heater.
Not having a working water heater truly sucks. Way back when I was renting and the water heater died I availed myself of a nearby truck stop for a couple of days while the landlord dealt with the problem.
Not ideal, but much cheaper than anything else I could think of then or since.
You might think about renewing that gym membership as another alternative.
In any case, my sympathies.
A lot of us loved it too, or will when we start it… as soon as you tell us what it was. 
And ‘Game of Thrones’,
And ‘Outlander’…
I waffled on using GOT but settled on Harry Potter since it’s more “childish” and therefore seemed like something people might be vaguely ashamed about. I dunno. I do not always human very well.
I also don’t adult very well. Deciding to be productive, and thinking to take advantage of the breezy sunshine (and being low on clean masks) I ran a load of laundry, completely forgetting that 1.) I don’t have hot water, and 2.) I do have a small cache of pumpkin seeds in my pocket.
Well, the masks are cleanER now.
Silver lining: this is one reason why raising rats is fun. Almost nothing in my household goes to waste. One lucky group of good little ratties got a handful of squeaky clean seeds to chew up.
The more you speak, @purplehorseshoe, the more I want to be your friend.
No, the shameful book I read was a romance novel called The Dare by Lauren Landish. It’s hilarious. Or at least it was to me. But definitely not sophisticated literature.
Thank you very kindly.
I’m finding it hard to concentrate on reading so was looking for something easy and fun. And it’s free on KindleUnlimited.
Yay.
Oooh, is it one of those bodice-rippers? The ones with the interchangeable cover of a Pretty Lady swooning with lots of wavy hair into the arms of a Handsome Man with very square pec muscles?