I’ve been on take-it-easy mode this week, much to my dismay. Sunday afternoon my toothache that had been dormant for months came back with a vengeance. I spent all day near tears and curled up in a ball with a hot compress on my jaw. Ugh. My boys were sweet though and cuddled with me and brought me a blanket and, most importantly, were well behaved and entertained themselves without any major squabbles. My mom dropped by Sunday evening and I was feeling better enough to attempt eating. It went well for a few bites then I got hit with a huge jolt through my jaw so strong that I literally threw my pizza away from me so I could clutch my face and curl up in the fetal position. You can bet the kids thought that was HILARIOUS. Most fortunately our insurance had kicked in mere days before so I was able to get in to the dentist on Monday. I got a script for painkillers (which have done nothing) and for an antibiotic and an appointment for today to get the sucker pulled out. I was so zapped that by the time I got the boys home I was ready to drop. They went down for a nap and I collapsed in a heap for two hours. I managed to get a bit of work done Tuesday and Wednesday in between catching up on housework and then today was also a waste since I had the extraction this morning. It was quick and I was fine until the novocaine wore off two hours after I got home (after a lovely nap thankfully). Cue feeling like someone took a brick or possibly a hammer to my face. And the damn thing will not stop bleeding. Blech. I did however take some photos of some new earrings and a project for Piermont Straus that I started last week. You’ll have to be held over with those until I do something of actual worth.
Okay, that’s it for now. If I go on I’ll just end up whining about how much my face hurts. I promise something good or at least more pictures when I don’t have my mouth stuffed with gauze.
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