Sprung

Spring erupts like a three-petered goat here in the Sunshine State.  I found these things protruding from my mulched driveway yesterday.  I didn't dare dig to see what was lying underneath.  Rather, I grabbed my big old medium format Fuji and an adapted lens I didn't even remember I had and made a few remarkable photos.  I think they are remarkable, anyway, as the lens and camera combo emulates the sort of image I get with the giant Black Cat AeroEktar Liberator camera and lens.  And my god. . . the Fuji is a million times easier to use.  I am head over heels in love with it.  

But spring has not been easy on me mentally or physically.  It is jerking me around like a chihuahua on a leash.  I wake mornings with a nose full of snot and sneeze my way through the early morning.  But that is the least of it.  Want to hear me whine?  If not, you will have to turn a page or two.  I mean. . . you can simply wait until tomorrow to see if things have gone right.  

I called the dentist.  I got a message.  It said send a text, so I did.  

" I had a crown come off last night and need to get in to see if Dr. Painman can reattach it.  

A bit later, I got a text back.  

"can you txt me a picture of the crown that came out please, thanks. is this the crown that was just done?"

After a few more text, I was asked if I could come in at noon.  Sure.  

It went great.  The dentist was able to cement the crown back on.  I was happy.  

For awhile.  

Last night, and I don't know what happened, my tongue was running around the tooth and part of it was gone.  It beats me, but I think the enamel must have cracked.  I don't know where it went.  It's just not there.  

God knows what horrors fixing this problem will be demanded.  I will have to call Dr. Painman on Monday.  Right after I get the gel injection in my knee.  

I woke early this morning with the horrors again.  I have problems I don't want to tell.  Every day, I am more done with it all.  

"What would make you happy?"

Last night, going to bed, I took another fall.  Tripped over a light stand in the bedroom in the dark.  I forgot I had pulled it out.  Went down to the ground and laid there awhile taking inventory.  Everything seems fine, but I feel as if I am emulating my mother.  

However. . . spring is here, a time of fertility and rebirth, etc.  The sap is flowing and the creeks are rising, so grab your partner and do-si-do.  

I'll be watching from the sideline swelling the crowd.