Well, today was the big day. Some might think the big day means something special...wedding, party, but no, today was the Big Yank! This morning at 8:15 my dad came to pick me up to go to the oral surgeon, Dr. Nichols. He was great and must be used to someon becoming totally unconscious in the middle of a conversation. We were talking about Emanuel one minute (he does work there) and then I was being woken up the next. Okay, nice talking to you!
Now, as I am writing, you must take into consideration that I am writing to you under the influence of pain medication and pain. So, if I ramble, there you have it.
Today has been a weird day. I got up, put dishes in the dishwasher as if it was going to be a regular normal day. Then got on comfy clothes and off to the dentist. Now, in case I have not laid this out for you in the past, I am TERRIFIED of the dentist. So, this last week has been some kind of torture...
My dad escorted me home, fed me soup, and let me sleep (a lot) and then brought me home so I could be cared for by my children and my aesome friend, Juli. She came up to sit with me (and brought me a Blizzard, yum!) So here I am watching "Grey's Anatomy" (one of my favs). sitting with Juli and Charlie (thos dog with may too much gas), wishing that my pain meds would WORK!!
We'll see tomorrow! I will try to be more clever...
Just call me toothless!
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