It felt like I spent hours in the periodontist’s office yesterday.  To clean my teeth they need to numb the crap out of them.  I have some very ‘hot’ teeth.  Well, at least at my age, something about me is still hot.  So there I was getting scraped, and cleaned for what seemed like forever and The Curmudgeon was stuck waiting in the waiting room for me.  Yet, I still managed to joke with the hygienist and the Periodontist.  Would you believe it was The Curmudgeon who was sweating it all the time I was in there?  Can you say phobia?

     I have to go back for some deeper work–yikes–the scraping of the roots.  It’s going to take two visits, the first in October and the second in November.  I am not thrilled.  I had this done ten years ago.  However, at least by then I should have a new car and The Curmudgeon won’t have to suffer in the waiting room.

     Then we start talking about implants to replace the three missing teeth.  When I mention it the first one they think I want replaced is the front tooth.  Hey, surprisingly enough I am more concerned about the two missing molars.  I like to comfortably chew my food. 

    Wow, I almost fell asleep without posting tonight.  I have no idea why I am so sleepy all the time as of late.   Maybe I have need of another medication adjustment or something.

     Today it’s off to the periodontist at two to have another cleaning.  The Curmudgeon is driving since my van won’t start again.  Yikes!  I hate riding with him, he scares the crap out of me.

     You all have a good one. 

     I really dislike when things get ahead of me.  It then seems to take forever and more energy than I have to catch up.  The garden is a mess and I haven’t the energy and the temperature is not conducive to working out there.  I hate having my garden look so crappy.   It needs a ton of weeding done and a good layer of mulch put down.  

Don’t get me started on how far behind I am on housework and writing.  I have all the good intentions in the world about getting things done, but before I know it, days have passed me by.

     The Curmudgeon’s mobility scooter has died and he’s completely stuck in the house making for an even more curmudgeonly Curmudgeon.  I have no idea how to repair it and when he asked the company about it they blew him off–how wonderful.

     *Sigh*  I hope you all have a good one!

     Having to get up an hour earlier than planned to have to dash to oral surgeon’s office because he had another place to be=pissed that there’s an hour gone I’ll never get back.

     Paying $93.00 for a ‘consultation’ which was five minutes of the oral surgeon’s time=very unhappy

     Not having to pay for ANOTHER x-ray because I raised a stink about it=maybe a little happy

     Having a tooth extraction and bill for $226.00 looming in my future=very, very unhappy.

     Knowing I might get a few days of pampering out of it=priceless

     You all have a good one!