Today involved a rapidly-scheduled dental appointment to get a tooth extracted. I had cracked a tooth a little over a week ago, and over the weekend finally fessed up to the Stroppy One that I probably needed to go to the dentist. He called our super-fantastic dentist this morning and got me an appointment for noon.

Everything went really smoothly*. But as I've never had a tooth extracted before, it's all kind of weird for me. I am hyper-paranoid that I will do something wrong with the aftercare; the Stroppy One is doing his best to reassure me, but part of my brain is being unreasonable. So in order to shut up that part of my brain and distract myself, I am sitting on the couch, loopy from pain meds, indulging in Labyrinth. Hi, David Bowie, hiiiiiii.



*Also, my dentist gave me my tooth. He knew I'd want to keep it. One of the many reasons Dr. Ryan is awesome.
Today has, for a variety of reasons, been a fairly awful and unpleasant day. Unexpected and expensive dental work (with a follow-up visit in two weeks), and some other stuff. Let's just say that while today was not the Worst Day Ever, it was not a good day for our household.

But! I just listened to my voicemail, and the ever-fabulous [livejournal.com profile] poetry_lady left a message with info about a possible job lead. So that is a good start for improvement.

Tomorrow will be better, right? Yes, I'm asking for reassurance. Or distraction. Both, really. Dear Powers That Be, I am best suited for living life as an independently-wealthy eccentric. Please make that happen VERY SOON, okay?
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