Oh joy... First dentist visit was fine - she smoothed off the sharp edge, so my tongue is no longer getting scratched, and gave them a quick clean. Next appt next year.
Well, supposedly. A couple of days after my visit another chuck of enamel broke off the root canal molar and took a small piece of filling with it. The following Mon evening it started hurting. It was worse by Tuesday, so I rang for an emergency appt - Thurs p.m., by which time the pain was pretty much unbearable and my jaw was swollen.
Five days worth of amoxicillin 500mg tablets three times a day and an appt for extraction on the 4th of April. There's nothing more she can do for the tooth - one of the roots is twisted and no-one's been able to reach it to clean and fill it - so it's time for it to go. It's given me a lot of trouble over the last three years. SO fingers crossed pulling the damn thing out fixes the problem. Silver lining, as I can't eat, I've lost more weight...
In the meantime the antibios and alternating prufen and parrots (and co-codamol last thing at night) keeps the pain down to a bearable level.
Onto happier things! Forgot to say... second to last time Ken and I went to Hurrans, on the way back a predator on a motorbike pulled up level with the bus! He was wearing something very similar to this Predator helmet. Absolutely brilliant! He waved, and I waved back and gave him a thumbs up. Made my afternoon!
We finished Designated Survivor first season (will order the second season next month) and are now on the second season of Lost. Hm. It's OK, I guess, though nowhere near as compelling as Designated Survivor or The Expanse.
Kai is (slowly but steadily) building me a cobbled path from the patio up to the main part of the garden (I slipped and nearly fell three times during the rainy week). It's going to look good. Most of the useable stones are now up near the compost bins -
- tidier and less of a trip hazard than they were!
Spring is coming...
(And yes, the fence condition is getting worse and worse. Nothing we can do about it. We have it in writing that if we so much as touch it, we'll be trespassing and legal action will be taken. Which suits me fine - we will no longer paint it every 2 -3 years. I think it's called 'cutting one's own throat'. Or maybe 'digging one's own grave'...)
Refund letter went to Fixit, giving them until 19th April to pay. Will see what happens.
Kai's birthday was fun. He went to Radstock museum with Dawn, and we got a curry out for dinner. He liked his presents too - always a good thing.
And we are off to plant things shortly. Time to settles the plants in pots into their proposed locations! I'm sure more has happened, but I can't remember. (The drilling from next door isn't helping.) Will add later if I remember.
Labels: busyness, garden, medical matters
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Joules *Dances with Haddock* Taylor
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