The waiting…

I’ve never been a patient person. Having to spend 6 months and 2 days in hospital really changed that. For example, my denturist,who is used to people wanting their teeth done yesterday, was amazed when I suggested that we wait 3 months longer than usual to do my final lining because I didn’t want to have my lower gum and jaw shrink more after the liner was done. Granted, I am retired, and I don’t leave my condo too often, but I really don’t like having to use denture adhesive when the denture becomes loose due to the gums shrinking. And so we set the appointment for the final lining of my dentures, not on the 3rd of January, but on the 6th of March, and I am really looking forward to it. As I thought, my lower denture is quite loose now and is in real need of lining.

Had I not spent those 6 months and 2 days in hospital for heart surgery and stroke recovery, I would have been rather anxious about now. Instead of being relaxed about the whole situation.

Another example is, instead of ordering things from Amazon, I now order from only Canadian companies because of the Tarrifs that Trump is putting on Canada. There’s almost always a Canadian version of whatever it is,whether it’s food, beauty products, or clothing. Recently, I was pleasantly surprised to find out that The Ordinary is a Canadian company, which is terrific because I love their skin care products, and they are very inexpensive. They just released a couple of products that I’m currently awaiting.

It turns out Tom Petty was wrong. The waiting is the easiest part.

Note to the US president, even though you’ve banned the words disabled and woman from government documents, disabled women still exist, and they probably all want to run their wheelchairs into you.