If this post sounds kinda' strange, well... consider the source. Actually, I had a third tooth pulled and, believe it or not, things are lookin' up. I do not think I am quite myself, but I'm pretty sure I can see me, somewhere in the distance. Please don't give up on finding me; I'm sure I'm not too far away, now that the Wicked Tooth Culprit has been de-throned.
I just got up from a long winter's nap and I think I'm headed back there, again. Thank you all for unnerstandin' if I am babblin'. I really think things will start feeling better, any day now. The Saga of the Tooth continues, but at least it seems to be winding down a bit. Given a little luck, within the next week or so, I will begin to make sense once again... or at least, as much sense as I ever did, ya' think?
Thank you so much for sticking around and cheering me on. Your words are SO helpful. Until the next time, keep a hug on.