"She" who lacks wisdom.......

Corn day was a big day!... I picked over a third of it on Tuesday night and went back out on Wed. morning about 6:30 and started in again. Chris and Andrew got here around 8 am and we finished picking it out and started husking. As soon as there was a tub full husked, I was inside, standing at the stove the rest of the day. I think the last troops left around 5 pm and we had a total of 196 bags in coolers and freezers. 48 were 4cup bags and 148 were 2 cup bags.

I had figured on another year that one ear equaled about ½ cup, so with that plus what everyone took home and what we ate for lunch....we easily picked over 1000 ears of corn.

It is always a good feeling to have corn in the freezer and rows jars filled with tomatoes, peaches and pears on the shelves by harvest. I miss my farmers market baker daughter, baking yummy cookies and nut breads and leaving me the unsold for the freezer. They made such handy desserts by harvest as well.

The trailer with all the leftover cobs and husks was moved back over to the barren corn patch and unloaded and a quick trip to Tarpenning's bean bin for the sweep auger and we all were ready for bed. I woke up a time or two thinking about what was to take place the following morning.

My last wisdom tooth was scheduled to be removed on Tuesday before corn day, but I called and got it changed to Thursday morning. "Would you like to come in at 7:40? He comes at 7 a.m. on Thursdays, you know." ...oh goody....I can't wait...... I scrounged around for 15 minutes trying to find a Zomig or an Imatrex pill, as I could feel a migraine coming on and I remembered having a migraine (and dry socket) with the last wisdom tooth pulled. Yes! I found one in an old purse up in the closet. Down the hatch and off to the dentist. (Reminder...get prescriptions filled for Zomig and Imatrex....)

I no more got sat down...and actually found a Better Homes and Gardens that I hadn't looked through, and I heard those dreaded words.... "Sandy, you can come back now..." After a bit of chit-chat, Dr. Sam poked the gauze soaked with numbing solution in my mouth and the needle was raised...ready for action. With only a little discomfort the rubber lip came swiftly. After only a bit of pushing back and forth I felt a different instrument and the next thing I knew, I was asked to bite on a thick piece of gauze and told to come back on Monday if I had a dry socket again. I really couldn't believe he had pulled it already. I was prepared to hear all kinds of chipping and popping and had already prepared myself for my hovering over the chair...of at least three inches it always seems, but it wasn't to be. No flights today for me.

I congratulated him for the quick and painless job and off I went, arriving back home before 8:30 a.m. That was the good part. The bad part was...as the day wore on, the migraine did take over. That found pill failed me miserably. My last bite of food or drink was Wednesday night and was to be the last until late Friday night. That crazy thing lasted a full two days. The headaches do not bother as much as they used to. It is the nausea that overwhelms me. If I stay lying down, I can almost tolerate it, but the minute I sit or stand, the nausea takes over.

Finally late Friday, I felt I could be up a bit and now on Saturday, I finally felt like eating a bit, and getting back to work and washing the rest of my corn containers and went outside to mow.

I might be lacking wisdom, but what I do know...it sure feels good to feel good...... and I also know I will not ever have to have another wisdom tooth pulled again.