I find that wearing a mask with a nose wire helps a lot.
If, instead of breathing out through your nose or regular open/relaxed mouth, you tighten your lips and BLOW out and down it cuts way, way down on fogging. Think the embouchure used by flute players.
Of course, it’s hard to remember to do this, and to keep it up a long time, unless you happen to be a flute player in practice.
Well, in addition to my back pain, my sciatica has decided it wants to come visit me for the last week. And one of my broken teeth has started to abscess (complete with all the facial swelling that I know and love).
Can’t get in to see a doctor. So I guess it’s time for self-medicating with peroxide and bourbon.
I went to the dentist last Wednesday to replace a crown that was falling apart. They replaced it with a temp crown and the new one is supposed to come in sometime in the next week or so, depending on how busy the lab is. Well, today, it fell out while I was brushing my teeth, and then it fell out again while I was eating breakfast, even though I wasn’t chewing on that side.
I hope I don’t wind up swallowing it.
I just went out in public for the first time in over a week, wearing my “mask” (a repurposed scarf that MedVets gave Patience for being a good dog during her chemotherapy). It felt weird wearing it into the convenience store to get 10W-30 and a newspaper, but nice when they gave me the contents of the cash register without being asked.
Not that tree, the one next to it, the one with all the lupins underneath. Those are lupins, right?
A few days before my parents were married, in 1938, my mom got a temp crown on a tooth. The dentist told her he’d give her a permanent one after the honeymoon. The temp crown turned out to be a good fit, and she never had it replaced. Mom passed away in 2005, still with her temp crown, decades after the dentist died.
I’ve been wondering if your dentist (or someone here, or in General Questions) would have a recommendation for keeping it on.
An adhesive that you have around the house, or maybe a tiny bit of chewed gum?
I too, had a temporary crown for years. But of course that’s because it wasn’t popping off at breakfast.
I just hope it will last for another week.
Don’t bother with denture adhesive, though. That was my attempted way to deal with the same situation and it didn’t work worth a darn. I eventually started taking it out while I was eating during the waiting period for my permanent crown to arrive.
Dentist here. There is a product sold in the dental aisle called DenTemp. Basicly the same temporary cement dentists use. One can also use a denture adhesive such as poly grip. Practice putting the crown on a couple of times. It should only go one way and don’t force it or bite it to get it to go down. Clean as much gunk out of the crown as possible. Dry the crown and tooth. Use a very thin coat of the adhesive and let set. The denture adhesive never fully sets. Toothpaste not gel can also be used.
Sorry didn’t see your post until my last one. Denture adhesive can work, seen it lots of times. Usually has to be redone every day or so which I failed to say upthread.
ESPN keeps spiraling downward into pitiful desperation.
These days in addition to videos of old sports events, the ESPN website is pretty much reduced to showing people imitating NBA stars, and running apologies from coaches and players who said dumb things about the pandemic.
I recognize how both privileged and petty this is.
I’m lucky enough to be in a position to occasionally order food. I’ve done so twice during the stay-at-home period. My building has a call box. If you came to visit me, you’d look up my name on the list next to the call box, ring the number that’s right next to my name, then I would buzz you in so that you could enter the building. None of my visitors have ever had a problem. I’ve never seen any of my neighbors’ visitors have a problem.
It seems to me that this is great for no-contact delivery, so I’ve put under delivery instructions “There’s a call box right next to the door. Call (LAST NAME) from the call box and I will buzz you into the lobby. Please leave the food right inside the lobby.” It seems like a nice solution - they don’t have to come into contact with me. The food stays warm and unstolen. I don’t come into contact with them. But there is a catch - I cannot buzz you in unless you call me from the call box. If you call me from a different phone, that’s nice. But I can’t do anything with the door.
These instructions have utterly confounded the food deliverers. First I get a phone call (from their numbers) “I’m outside.” After I thank them (people bringing me food - I appreciate that) I’ll then remind them of the delivery instructions (“could you call me from the call box and I can buzz you into the lobby to leave the food?”).
About 5 minutes later (there’s parking right by the front door - that 5 minutes isn’t walking. I get “there isn’t a call box.” followed by “there aren’t any names.” (yes, there are) “your name isn’t there.” (yes, it is) and “there aren’t any numbers.” (you’re kidding me - right?) Eventually, they have both worked it out and figured out how to buzz me - I buzz them in and they have left the food in the lobby. Pre-covid, I probably would have gone down and just gotten the food from the front door - but the whole point is to keep us away from each other and I can’t do that if I’m holding the door open for them.
I know they’re on a schedule and lose money when deliveries take a long time. But this would be fast if they’d just follow the instructions (way faster than waiting for me to come to the lobby to let them in.) And my food would be warmer.
Husband got up before dawn in a shitty mood, and made sure to spread it around, yelling at the dogs and slamming things. Then he tells me he’s just angry and he doesn’t know why.
He often “doesn’t know” what’s bothering him. And I sure as shit don’t know either.
Your husband has PMS?
My new shit-list item: people who buy things in tall, skinny glass bottles (think classic Coke, or root beer) and delicately balance them ever so precariously upright, like ballerinas en pointe, on the goddamn moving belt, yanno, the one that stops and starts abruptly.
The glass items, with their high center of gravity, inevitably hit the stopping point at the cashier’s scanner and … what happens next? That’s right. Glass bottles crashing into each other, and falling the fuck over. Because you never buy just one of 'em, there’s always five or six or nineteen. And now they all crashed and fell over, and your soda and beer is foaming inside. Boo hoo. Who set them up like dominoes? You did, asshole.
Quit glaring at me because the precious carbonation got shaken out of your drink, thanks to your stupidity. I’m busy glaring at you, see, because full glass bottles rapping me on the knuckles like an angry nun with a ruler hurts, and I have enough pain as it is without your pile-on.
Hey. People who buy shit in glass bottles: for the love of anything you consider okay in life, please lay them DOWN, they’re gonna fall over anyway.
If you prefer they not roll around like a newbie stuntman apprentice desperately putting out a fire on his own shoulders, then put them lengthwise (parallel with the belt, head to toe) but it’s not like I give a shit about the carbonation of your beverage. You do; I don’t.
But quit glaring at me because your own stupidity means your overpriced beer or soda or whatever just got the absolute shit shaken out of it. You’re lucky it didn’t turn into broken glass shards everywhere. No wait, *I’m the lucky one - guess who has to clean that pointy goddamn shit up otherwise? While having zero health coverage?
Gravity, sweetums. Not just a good idea - it’s the law!
P.S. Oy, people who lay stuff on the belt in some coherent order (heavy boxes together either first or last, eggs and tomatoes and delicate greens near each other, cold/frozen shit all in a group) you are saints, and I love you all. I’ll gently Tetris all your shit perfectly, just as my way of saying thanks. Cradled your lone tomato in the crook of the bananas to keep it safe from smushing, and the avocado is perched on the eggs, for the same reason.
P.P.S. if you want to minimize plastic waste and do not put your produce into anything, that’s cool and the environment thanks you and stuff, but when you just lay unbundled broccoli or leafy greens nakedly directly onto that - urp - nasy ass belt please don’t also glare at me for grabbing your food with my bare hands.
P.P.P.S. order groceries by delivery so you don’t have to watch a nasty minimum wage earner touch your food … and never get to see what happens to that cilantro before it’s drop-kicked to your door. Go ahead. Let your imagination roam for a moment.
Be nice to the crap workers. We mostly want to do our job well, and most of us genuinely want to see you happy. Our job involves your food. Be nice, ferfuckssake.
Damnit, Facebook, WTF is going on now? If I access the site through Chrome on my Windows 10 computer, I can’t scroll further down than about 30 entries, including ads, damnit.
If I view you on my phone using the Metal Pro app, I can just keep scrolling and scrolling and …
Why not just look at it on the phone? Because the phone is a small screen and my laptop is hooked to an external 34" monitor and I LIKE BIG PICTURES.
I don’t suppose anyone has any thoughts? I’ve already cleared the cache and browser history.
Channeling my inner Sir-Mix-A-Lot:
I like big SHOTS and a cannot lie.
and other Dopers can’t deny!
When you try to cut-and-paste
that tiny thing in your face,
coffee . . . gets . . . FLUNG! At your screen,
because envy makes you green.
I’m hooked and I can’t stop staring,
wonder why they just ain’t caring,
enough to make that picture,
just a little bigger!
But that tiny little thing,
on such a big-assed screen,
makes me, makes me (Mm mm Me so angry!)
Tripler
You’re welcome.
I’m torn between pleasure at seeing that you landed on your feet with your recent move* and horror at that message of “assurance.”
*(to the extent that you scored paying work, after moving halfway across the country. I envy and admire your courage and resilience.)
Have you tried loading the Metal Pro app onto your PC? Yeah, I know it’s a longshot.