Compulsive hoarding is a mental disorder that is just beginning to be understood. As a hoarder, I have acquired things over the years with a specific purpose in mind at the time of the acquisition, used some of those items for their intended purposes, forgotten the goal for different objects, but now that I find that they have outlived their purpose in my life I am struggling to rid myself of those same things.

You can read the start of my journey here.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Insurance, The *R* word and the Dentist.

Worked on the insurance paperwork and pictures last night. I also heard back from the restoration company that we'd fired that they do have more pictures and will be sending them out in today's mail. That will make things much easier for me, since I'm sure I didn't get pictures of everything that was ruined. If all goes as planned, I'll have the paperwork and pictures ready for the insurance adjuster by Monday. It will be such a relief to have it done!

Went to the dentist today. I'm a bit disappointed. The teeth I broke were not teeth with temporary crowns. They were real teeth. So I've got to get two crowns. :::sigh::: My teeth have never been in great shape, no matter how much I brush them or floss. Adding steroids to the mix as an adult has just made them worse. I can't get in until the end of March for my teeth to be fixed. In the meantime, the dentist ground the sharp edges off the one tooth, so hopefully my sore tongue will heal soon. =P

The hygienist was very sweet today. She talked a lot, but I like that. I'd rather someone talk to me when they're working on my mouth. I don't really like going to the dentist. At all. So her talking kept my mind off what was going on. It helped me relax. In the course of talking, she said that she did something really r***ded. I hate the *R* word with a passion, but I also feel that many people use it when they're not thinking. I could tell this was the case with her.

When she was done cleaning my teeth, I asked, if I could talk to her for a minute and ask her a favor. She didn't hesitate. I gently asked her, if she could please try to remember not to use that word, because it's very painful for people who have children/loved ones who are mentally delayed. I think she appreciated the fact that I didn't yell at her or call her names like I've seen some do, but I was taught that you can catch more flies with honey than vinegar. She said that she didn't even realize she'd said it, and that at her house, 'stupid' is an off-limits word. That she hates it, and she doesn't allow her children to use it. She said she'll be mindful in the future and try not to use it. I believed her.

The girls were finally well enough to go back to school today. They were thrilled. They both had good days at school, and that always makes a mom feel better.
The house seemed quiet, but that's better for paperwork anyway.

I need to go get some more done on the pictures and insurance paperwork. I'll probably throw some laundry in, too.

It feels good to be making headway again.


  1. I feel the same about that word, but I'm sure you knew that already.

  2. Wow! I had no idea how offensive that word was to some until I started blogging. I have made some changes to my vocabulary.
    I'm sorry about your teeth. Maybe you need more calcium in your diet. Bone Up by Jarrow is awesome. You probably don't need 6 a day but it might help make your teeth stronger.

    Glad the girls had a good day back to school.

    Green-Eyed Momster

  3. I don't like that word either.
    I understand why people use it without thinking, though. I have tried to gently educate 'my' kids about it in the past.
    They're good kids, but sometimes they don't know any better.

    I was also told I could catch more flies with honey than with vinegar, but if you really want to catch a lot of flies, nothing beats a dead goat.

    I have never understood why someone would want to catch a bunch of flies, though...

  4. Well done , sometimes I think we let words into our vocabulary that we forget can be hurtful.

  5. Good job! I really do not like the R word either, but when I really thought about it I said it A LOT without realizing it. And now I have a child who is delayed and the R word is really hurtful.

  6. just never know what prompts a hoarder to hoard anything. I suppose flies aren't out of the question! ;O)

  7. Nice to meet you, mummy. :)

    Tracey...I forgot to mention...I'm already on calcium and Vitamin D. I'll read up on the Bone Up, though.


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