So following on from 2021, 2022 was rather shit. While there were moments of fun, it seems that most if not all of them were overshadowed by drama, illness, accidents and general fuckery. At times, I thought I was losing my career, my family and my mental health. I can only thank my wifey, my friends, my colleagues and my Not-my-dogs for keeping afloat when it felt I was sinking. I wish I could believe that 2023 will be better, but my general cynicism just hopes it won’t be more of the same, if not worse.
Month: December 2022
Well that would explain the discomfort
That’s one f’n big cavity.
Never have I appreciated music as much as I have in the past hour. I sat in the chair, put my headphones on, closed my eyes and concentrated on my breathing and the music. And then it was done. Tooth came out in one piece, no issues. Last time I had a major dental issue was when I got my wisdom teeth removed, and that twenty-plus years ago.
Now I’m on a soft diet for 3-4 days and then I get the stitches removed on Jan 3rd.
Busy kitchen elf
Words of wisdom from Misery Bear
Early Christmas gift
I have a gap between my back two molars that’s been getting wider over the last few years. I had a checkup last year when we were in Leicester and it was fine, but I should start using a sensitive toothpaste to avoid hot/cold pain.
Over the course of this year, the gap has been getting wider and food has been getting stuck in there. Flossing and brushing seemed OK, but last week something changed and pain flared up like a mofo. I thought, or hoped, it was just a really stubborn bit of something stuck on the gumline. No joy. Its been getting worse, with really fun pain spikes. A visit to the dentist revealed a massive fuck-off cavity on my back molar, and a smaller one on the molar next to it. The dentist is amazed that it went this bad this quickly apparently.
So my options are now a 3k chf root canal, that’s not guaranteed to save the tooth, or having it pulled (for only 400chf). I also need to get the 2nd cavity sorted as well, but that one can wait a bit.
On boxing day, I’m getting the tooth pulled, then having the stitches removed after new years, then the cavity fixed late January. Joy.
Merry f’n Christmas.
Well that’s one restaurant off the list
Fuming. We ordered 300chf worth of food from Toriko – a Japanese restaurant we normally really like. We’ve eaten there many times in the past, and always enjoyed it.
Except this time, it took 2h for the food to be delivered. We ordered at 1740. Order was ready for delivery at 1845. Arrived 1935. Delivery guy got lost and couldn’t find the place, even though everyone else can. Then bitched at us with a what-do-you-want-me-to-do attitude.
This was Katy’s birthday dinner. Hot food was cold. Tempura was inedible. Portions that were normally generous were half-sized. Grilled eel was missing sauce. Took 30m to reach a human being on the phone.
Then was only offered 10% refund tonight – or 50% off next order. Given our experience tonight, the next order will be at half-past never on the night of the go-fuck-yourself.
For that price and that length of time, I could have made it myself and enjoyed it significantly more.
So, Google, remove stars from toriko. It’s overpriced, can do good food, but service is shit.
Passing of the nutmeg
Nutters has gone to rodent heaven. She passed very quickly – she was fine yesterday, running in her wheel, and went downhill in a flash :(
Katy asserting her dominance over NMD
Evil Sesame Street
So we might have decided to get a dog
Even though we’ve been thinking about getting a boxer dog for over a year now, we’ve been seduced and thoroughly won over by continental bulldogs (aka contis). We discovered this Swiss breed at the Automnales dog show in Geneva, and it turns out that one of the boxer breeders I’d previously contacted – and who told me she was putting her boxer breeding on hold to focus on her other breed – is one of the very active members of the Swiss Conti Club, and she has two litters of puppies at the moment. We arranged a visit and, after a harrowing drive in the mountain goat passes, we ended up spending an hour and a half meeting the breeder, all her adult dogs and her puppies. The one that we had our eye on seems to have chosen us at the same time, because as soon as I sat down, it climbed into my lap and stayed there for the next half hour, fighting off any other puppy that was trying to get in on his turf. When he wasn’t on me, he was on Katy. It just seems that it’s happening very fast, but doesn’t feel forced, more so like the stars are aligned to make this work.