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April 22, 2005
Steve Austin, astronaut. A man barely alive. 
Well, I'm back again. Yesterday was a day full of dental work and mental work, and not a lot of time in front of the computer.
So. My front teeth are rebuilt. Gentlemen, they can rebuild them. They have the technology. They have the capability to build the world's first bionic teeth. My front teeth will be those teeth. Better than they were before. Better, stronger, faster.
Basically, I have a bad teeth grinding problem, and I had knocked a lot of the back of my front teeth off, as well as grinding down the more visible stuff too. It's amazing what dentists can do these days. It was unpleasant, but not painful, and now I just need to relearn how to eat and things will be fine :)
I'm all aches today from the allegro on Wednesday, and the mat pilates class last night. And last night was good. I worked really hard, and there was no balance ball. Hurrah!
The weather has been beautiful, so I've been getting lots of scooting in. I'd like to also say that I've been getting alot of bicycling or walking in, but, that would be a lie.
I am still planning to do the 32K walk in Vancouver on Sunday, which sounds thoroughly low-key, and of course there is PFit tomorrow morning.
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I saw the SF Sunday Chronicle yesterday, and there was an arresting photo of a beautiful serious woman with some sort of tagline about fighting mental illness. I was drawn in by the picture, but I continued to think about it because of the content. I finally found the article this morning, and it makes me very sad, close to weepy. Basically, brilliant driven person shows signs of manic depression, has a breakdown, is put on meds, which the person can't tolerate, and at a point where she seems to be "getting better", she kills herself.
This story is so common that its scary. The general public tends to think that depressive folks commit suicide at the worst point in their depressions, but generally at that point, they don't have the energy to do so. It's when they are climbing out, getting a little better, that they suddenly have energy—and that's dangerous.
Historian Iris Chang won many battles: The war she lost raged within
Heidi Benson
Sunday, April 17, 2005
San Francisco Chronicle
Posted at April 22, 2005
Comments
What a terrible story! I read her book and it was powerful and very well researched and written. I didn't know anything about her personally so I didn't realize this had happened. My sister killed herself after years of suffering with mental illness, so I know how difficult it can be. Very sad.......
On a brighter note, good luck with your walk. It sounds like a lot of fun. Enjoy it.
Posted by: Marshall at April 22, 2005 10:41 AM
Hope your teeth look beautiful! I'm thinking about getting some cosmetic work done on mine, but I hesitate to pony up the $2500 they say it will cost. Very sad story, too - much like my sister-in-law's. Devastating.
Posted by: Nancy Toby at April 23, 2005 6:18 AM
Hmm, now you just need to figure out how your bionic teeth can foil bad guys and serve mankind. Technology always comes with a price :)
Have fun on your walk this weekend!!
Posted by: Lara at April 23, 2005 8:16 AM