I think of myself as a positive person, overall.
Last week tested that theory.
The main contributor was an abscess in the root under a crown on the upper left side of my mouth, which called for emergency dental work. Dental work by itself is one of my least favorite things on the planet; stick the word “emergency” in front of it and you’ve pretty much conjured up my idea of hell.
So yeah, called the dentist, traveled to the East Side (ugh) to have x-rays to confirm that the searing pain in my gum was indeed an abscess. “I’ll need to palpate it,” said my dentist, seconds before sending me into a perfect impression of a cat clinging to the ceiling after being startled. (Actually, my dentist is great, but I was this close to doing him bodily harm at that moment.)
Then, once the situation was confirmed, I was sent to another dentist; the one that actually treats the abscess & does the root canal. Called an “endodontist” which I had never heard of before.
And thank goodness, almost the first thing he did was numb the area. Ahhh. Never have I been so glad to see a syringe.
Now I have an additional hole in my head. In order for the infection to drain. Charming, right? And I’m taking antibiotics to kill the infection. And I can’t eat on the left side until I see him again tomorrow, at which point he will plug up the hole. THEN I wait two weeks and go back to complete the root canal.
Then of course my regular dentist will have to redo the crown.
Because I had nothing else I wanted to do with my January….
That was last week. But today, the official beginning of THIS week, things are looking up. First of all, I have no pain. (Which makes it harder to remember not to eat on the injured side – I bit into a hot dog earlier today and, well, see that cat picture?) But overall no pain is a good thing.
And my house is a hang out. I have 5 kids here, two teens among them. Three of them are not mine and descended from various locations at around 2pm, just before my daughter left for a photography outing. No matter, everyone else stayed, had lunch, helped themselves to snacks and hung out. The two teens left to pick up Maya after her class, and now everyone is here again.
I like it.
So here’s to a better week this week. One with happy kids (check), no more dental work aside from the visit to plug the hole in my tooth, and no FB or Twitter frays in which I am called stupid, mean, and various other non-publishable things. (Yeah, I didn’t mention that part; it sucked. Not as much as emergency dental work, however.)
We’re off to a good start. And as an added bonus, the Golden Globes are tonight! Let the revelry begin!