The Writing Life of a TadpolePosted on by PolyWogg
In some of my postings about goals, I’ve mentioned that I needed a new dentist, etc. I did that last year, and the main reason for searching is a bit convoluted. Lots of causes that had previous causes, almost “root” causes, without intending a dental pun. If you want to get to the funny part, just skip down to the BIG DAY heading below, the rest is more about how I got there.
First and foremost, I hated the hygienists at the old dentist. The dentist has a good business model that works for her where she hires new hygienists, gives them experience but doesn’t pay very well, and after a year or two, they move on to somewhere where they can get paid better. Great for the dentist, bad for me as a patient. I have extra deposits, and plaque builds up quickly. So I get extra scaling, usually needing to go every 3 months. » Read the rest
The Writing Life of a TadpolePosted on by PolyWogg3
Just after the Easter weekend, I posted an update about my tough weekend (An emotionally difficult weekend). Mostly what I described was how I felt disconnected from my roots since my mother died, and that I felt a bit lost. Lots of my friends chimed in, some with support, some with their own stories of loss, isolation, disconnection, even potentially feeling like an orphan despite being an adult. Some suggested ways to reconnect with the community or my own new family, although disconnection probably wasn’t quite the right sentiment that I was trying to describe. It isn’t like I feel isolated, no family, no friends, but rather more like an inexperienced sailor who has sailed out into the ocean but who now notices that he can no longer see the land that originally oriented him to his point of origin. So, lots of reactions, lots of support, and I appreciate all of it. » Read the rest