And the saga continues… *

March 19th, 2013

Today was the day for my appointment with the oral surgeon, and we’re finally getting some answers, if not some relief. Initially they did a panoramic x-ray, but that didn’t show much of anything, so Dr. Miller ordered a 3D CT image. After having a look at that and a peek inside my mouth, he told us that what I had was likely a brown tumor;

The brown tumor is a bone lesion that arises in settings of excess osteoclast activity, such as hyperparathyroidism. It is not a true neoplasm, as the term “tumor” suggests; however, it may mimic a true neoplasm.

Pathology
Brown tumours consist of fibrous tissue, woven bone and supporting vasculature, but no matrix. The osteoclasts consume the trabecular bone that osteoblasts lay down and this front of reparative bone deposition followed by additional resorption can expand beyond the usual shape of the bone, involving the periosteum thus causing bone pain. The characteristic brown coloration results from hemosiderin deposition into the osteolytic cysts. Hemosiderin deposition is not a distinctive feature of brown tumors; it may also be seen giant cell tumors of the bone.

Well, the pathology sure seems to fit my situation; the front of reparative bone deposition has been expanding the bone around those teeth enough to shove the teeth around to where they should not be, and making life miserable for me. The doc is reasonably sure that’s the deal, but only a biopsy will tell for sure, and that’s scheduled for next Monday. And the great part of the biopsy is that they’ll remove the tumor/lesion/whatever it is, but I’ll probably lose a couple of teeth in the process. Great. And I don’t even get to keep them, which is really too bad because I’ll probably need to get dental implants later on, and it would just make so much sense to use them for the implants… The assistant told me they are considered a biohazard, so they go to the incinerator. Too bad.

When the tumor is removed, there will likely be a sizable gap left behind; a variety of materials will be used to fill it in, and with time the other teeth ought to migrate back to their original positions. Eating will be easier, but not back to normal because of the missing teeth; later, after things heal up, and I can afford it, the option of implant-supported crowns is there. And I’ll look a bit trailer-park-ish with the missing teeth, but the fact that it’s most likely non-cancerous is enough to make me very, very thankful. I can live with trailer-park-ish; radiation & chemo therapy… I’ll pass, thanks.

Now I just need to figure out how to make it through the next few days and nights; eating will still be a challenge, but oatmeal and other soft foods aren’t all bad. The surest path to a good night’s sleep that I’ve found is two Vicoden, two ibuprofen, and my SleepRight Dental Guard. My mouth still hurts like crazy when I wake up, but things look so much better after a good restful night. Knowing that it’s not cancer, and knowing there is light at the end of the tunnel is huge. After last Thursday I was praying & hoping for the best, but bracing for the worst. I know God is good — all the time — and he will see me through whatever comes, but I still worried about my ability to cope. This won’t be an easy path, but I have some hope.

* A continuation of this post and this one.

It’s 2am; Do You Know Where Your Pain Is?

March 16th, 2013

I do. Right where it was a week and a day ago. But this time I have a weapon — a prescription pain killer & and a better cognizance of what’s causing the pain. Part of the issue last week was the unknown; was it just me, grinding/clenching my teeth that was the root cause of the pain, or was it something else? At least now I know that what I do or have done probably didn’t bring this on; I don’t know what the cure will bring, but I have some hope that there will be a cure. Even though I haven’t yet identified the enemy, just knowing that there is an enemy to be battled is strangely comforting.

The funny part of this is that I was just commenting to Yvonne about seven hours ago how I’d made it through most of the day with so little pain that I’d only taken two ibuprofen. But two hours after going to bed I’m wide awake again feeling like there’s a hot poker against the gums on my lower jaw, and that’s after taking a hydrocodone tablet and three ibuprofen at 10pm. Yvonne was rightfully thankful that I hadn’t had much pain, but it caused me to worry that perhaps the two teeth in question had in fact died, and the lack of pain wasn’t a good thing at all.

When thinking about the earlier bouts of pain, I wondered if anything I had done might have triggered the episodes; on at least two of those nights I had had something hot to drink before it came on and had eaten some pistachios. Tonight though the only similar food I had was a single almond. Nothing else crunchy at all, and nothing hot since about 6pm. And I went to bed with the night guard in place, so I know my teeth weren’t banging up against each other; this bout is about as spontaneous as it could be.

Not much has happened since my last post on this subject; the endodontist had promised me a call back on Thursday, but after waiting most of the day, I ended up calling his office at about 3pm. I didn’t speak with him, but was told by his assistant that he had got the software to work properly, but was still not able to determine from the micro-CT scan image what was going on. Like much that happens in the medical field, when confronted with anything outside a given specialist’s field of expertise, they are more than ready to hand you off to the next guy. And the next guy in this case is the oral surgeon, but the soonest I can get in is 3:30pm next Tuesday. Bother.

Now it’s been about 50 minutes since taking two more hydrocodone tablets, and the pain is still there, but dulled. I’m feeling sleepy as all get-out, so maybe the drowsiness will overcome the pain and allow me some sleep… I think I’ll give that a go.

Just Desserts

March 15th, 2013

Street performers… I can take ’em or leave ’em, but I don’t mess with them either. This guy on Australia’s Gold Coast did, and got exactly what he deserved. Would’ve been nice to see what followed though…

YouTube Link
via twentytwowords.com

A New Medical Adventure

March 13th, 2013

Another adventure that I did not — and would not — choose is upon me. Something is up with my lower jaw, and so far I’ve stumped four dentists and an endodontist. Funny; I had never even heard of Endodontics until yesterday when a friend who happens to be a dentist referred me to one.

The whole affair began last year… I had been having some tooth sensitivity on the lower left side of my mouth for a while, and brought it up with my dentist during a checkup. The x-rays didn’t show anything at all, and a visual examination didn’t show anything out of the ordinary either. The sensitivity was a bit vague; I couldn’t say definitively which tooth it was, so he did some testing with a cold probe in an attempt to pinpoint the culprit. Still nothing definitive, so he surmised it might be soreness resulting from nighttime teeth clenching, or bruxism, and suggested I consider buying a night guard dental appliance. I didn’t think that was it; if I were grinding my teeth, would it have come up suddenly? Wouldn’t I have pain on both sides? Why only one specific area affected? Too many questions and doubts on my part to drop $400 on a piece of custom-fitted plastic that may or may not do the trick. At that visit he also checked the bite, where the upper teeth contact the lower teeth, and thought a bite adjustment would help, so did some grinding.
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“My Parents’ First Car”

March 11th, 2013

Here’s a great story…

Joe and Beverly Smith had a 1948 Plymouth convertible when they first married, but had to sell it when Joe was drafted for the Korean War. For the couple’s 60th wedding anniversary, their son Joel surprised them with a car that brought back memories. It wasn’t easy, but it was all worth it.

– via Nag on the Lake

Outlook

March 11th, 2013

I stumbled upon this bit of prose & thought I’d stick it up here:

Outlook

Greed

    My life is full indeed of gloom.
    I’ve naught , you see, just this small room.
    I need more wealth – that’s misery.
    What joys in great renown! What glee!
    The mace and throne I long to own.
    No crown too grand for me alone.

Contentment

    My life is full indeed!
    Of gloom I’ve naught, you see.
    Just this small room I need.
    More wealth? That’s misery.
    What joy’s in great renown?
    What glee the mace and throne?
    I long to own no crown.
    Too grand for me alone.


The Pessimist

    That deep red rose – I see its thorn.
    I just ignore the scent that’s borne.
    To me it’s nothing. I deplore
    Those scratches that I got before.
    I just complain about the pain.
    A lot I think of beauty’s gain!

The Optimist

    That deep red rose I see,
    Its thorn I just ignore.
    The scent that’s borne to me –
    It’s nothing I deplore!
    Those scratches that I got –
    Before I just complain
    About the pain a lot,
    I think of beauty’s gain.


Degradation

    This skid row bum will win no more.
    He’ll strive and lose in his sad war.
    On gin he’s hooked – that demon booze!
    And now he’ll loudly sing the blues.
    He’s chased away all hope today.
    Will Spring have cheer? No – more decay.

Redemption

    This skid row bum will win!
    No more he’ll strive and lose.
    In his sad war on gin
    He’s hooked that demon booze.
    And now he’ll loudly sing,
    The blues he’s chased away.
    All hope today will spring:
    Have cheer – no more decay!

— Mary Youngquist

It’s all in the punctuation, and perspective. Or outlook.

BMWotD — S62B50 Swapped e28

February 25th, 2013

Here’s an interesting car… An ’82 528i with the heart of a 2002 e39 M5.

The look of this car is near perfect; euro bumpers, lowered suspension, etc… But the beauty in this car is what comes to life when you turn the key;

The 2002 M5 that this engine — with 394 hp & 369 lb·ft torque — came from is a rocket in its own right, but drop it into an e28 that weighs about 1,000 pounds less will make for a rocket-sled-type experience. At 55,000 Polish Zlotys (about $17,000 US) it doesn’t look like a bad deal, considering what you get in the package…

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BMWotD — 1984 Albina B9 3.5

February 20th, 2013

It’s been a while since I posted a BMW of the Day, and this one caught my fancy. Price; stratospherically out of reach at $39,990. But for this particular example, it’s probably worth it. An extremely well done restoration, and it doesn’t look like it’s been driven much at all since then. Cars are not made for sitting in garages looking pretty, but I’d be afraid to drive this one. Part of me would totally do the Ferris Beuller thing with it, but Cameron would be there holding me back, big time.

Enough of my blabbing; I don’t need to extol the virtues of the e28 platform any more than I already have, and Alpina has already been discussed as well (although this one doesn’t have the super-go-fast turbo option), so let’s just jump to the gallery, shamelessly borrowed from the dealer, Enthusiast Auto Group. I don’t think they’ll mind me spreading the word around a little more.
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The Doodlebug

December 31st, 2012

I just bumped into this photo on Flickr while looking for something else… such a cool old truck!

The photo belongs to Flickr user Ned & Neva; unfortunately there’s no clues as to where the truck was when the photo was snapped. The caption below the photo says it’s a “1929 Ford Ag Uitlity Vehicle”, and you can see hints of the Ford Model A cowl, door frame & dashboard, but the colors scream Ford 8N tractor. From the Flickr pages, it looks like it was taken at an event held at the Michigan Flywheelers Museum in Bangor, MI, which looks to be just down the road from Muskegon, one of our favorite vacation spots! Next time we’re in the area…

I’ve heard the term “doodlebug” many times before, and according to Wikipedia, it can refer to a lot of different things, but in this case a doodlebug is “a home-made tractor made in the United States during World War II when production tractors were in short supply. The Doodlebug of the 1940s was usually based on a 1920s or 1930s era Ford automobile which was then modified either by the complete removal or alteration of some of the vehicle body.” That description seems to fit this little gem perfectly.

What I was looking for was a higher resolution image of a sign like this…

I don’t recall ever seeing that as an ad or a sign before, but I think I can hear Dad saying something like it! I might have to make something like that to hang on my shed, or in the garage.

Obama’s “Vote For Romney” Video

October 31st, 2012

This video is all kinds of amazing. The best part is that President Obama has spent the last four years writing what is at its essence a Romney/Ryan campaign ad. How brilliant is that?

Actually, the content of that video is downright depressing. If it were a Republican President with glaring inconsistencies like that the media would be all over it. Good to see that tidbit from John Stewart in there; until that, everything I had heard from him had been pretty blatantly pro-Obama.