Well, as if fighting floods were not enough, Jerry has a new adversary! THE DEMON TOOTH.
Well, as the story is playing out, the DT has been causing havoc for at least 5 years. But the last 3 months have been demonic, vicious. Our family dentist fought valiantly, but the insipid abscess refused to wave the white flag, and instead dug in for the final battle.
Today Jerry called the dentist after a night of pain caused by the advancing forces of infection and before he knew it the dentist rallied reinforcements of 5-star glory, the ORAL SURGEON for a consultation this afternoon. But the consultation turned into the great war when another battle field backed down (canceled an appointment, for you civilians). Before Jerry knew it, he was strapped down, shot up, and a major WAR was being waged in his mouth. One giant molar was sacrificed to root out the enemy, bone reinforcements took over the battlefield, brave fighters were stitched up, and a membrane of peace covered the gum and bone.
After two hours of gallant fighting, forces of gauze, hydrocodone and antiseptic rinse set up barracks to keep the fatherland at peace, and a little dizzy.
Cold ice cream, jello, soft eggs, milk and broth sooth the tired soldiers.
Sighs and groans of relief and peace now bless the land with Demon Tooth DESTROYED!
4 comments:
I hate it when that happens. Benita
Sorry Brother Enders! All I can say is "youch!" Enjoy that ice cream while you can. :)
Meant to ask, how's Jerry's recovery going? Like I told you, I was sore for a good 10 days or so after I had my demon tooth out and it looked like I got punched in the jaw for a long time. Now I have the post for the implant there and they'll put the other piece on in February. I'm kind of excited about a new tooth. Mike's had three implants and likes them. Remember when they used to tell us to take care of our teeth because we weren't getting anymore? Little did they know, huh? Benita
I can't believe you let yourself move a table - your poor back! I have to make myself use a cart to drag my stuff from my car to class and back again or my shoulder gets so sore, and I never realize it's too heavy until I'm about halfway there...so I make myself use the cart even when I don't want to.
That's interesting about reinvesting the money. I asked about my funds and they said I couldn't touch them until I retired. I need to go to one of those financial planning workshops that they are always having but I never can arrange to get to. I know I'm not getting the right into.
Everyone at my school is moaning about their retirement funds, saying that they couldive taken a trip to the tropics with what was lost. And that they need to put off retirement now. Who knows what is going on. The notices go out on May 15 for those whose contracts will not be renewed. I'm certainly in great jeopardy but I just can't get too down about it, I think it will work out okay, even if I'm cut.
It always does. I just do my best and know that Mr. Cross would not cut me if he had any choice and I'll be fine. Nobody talks to me about the seniority list because they know I'm so low on it, but, honestly, I don't care. Ever since Debbie died, I think about how she had her retirement all planned and looked forward to it, counting down the days at her job at DSHS, which she really disliked. Then I think, enjoy now.
Torre will be leaving on his mission soon. His papers are ready to send in; he gets his patriarchal blessing tomorrow. He's really excited. Today he was super happy to get a poster of Clint Eastwood for his room (?) I have no idea why, but he's so proud of it.
Brint got a new TV today. He got his grant and scholarship money from WSU for his internship. He's super careful about money and used it to pay off his credit card, but also rewarded himself for his hard work and good grades by getting a nice TV at Best Buy. Torre got him a discount on the wall mount and he's invited us all in to watch TV. (This is unusual, he usually prefers us not to sit on his bed and watch TV)
Tyler is doing great on his P.I. job and if any more dogs get hit in the road, I'm not stopping or at least that's the plan. He an Alanna plan to get married this year, she has a nice engagement ring now and her cousin the would-be wedding planner is putting it all together for them. That's all that we know so far - oh except that they were planning on the temple in Hawaii and then decided that all their family couldn't be there so it's going to be here with a reception in Hawaii too with her family there.
Dan goes over to his dad's every Sunday. The class he takes at the U of W. started up again today so he's gone all day to that and then stops by his dad's. It's hard because his dad is cleaning out all his mom's stuff and it's really hard on the dad. Dan's sister, Lynne, is taking her mom's death really hard and can't help. She is unmarried and her mom was a big part of her life. They weren't always so close but the past few years she has been her shadow. I hope she can pull out of it, it's hard.
Dan's therapy was to take over Carey's old room and make it into his den, with my full approval since he took that huge desk of his out of the family room. It's just that I'm not always up with his taste in decorating. He took a nice little standing bookshelf and tried to make it into a hanging one. I've told him that it has to go. He doesn't see why. I told him it looks like it's levitating and it has to go. He giggles but it's still there. Sigh. Now I need to go out and find him decent shelves. I have enough to do drawing green lines on walls everywhere ....he's got to stop.
Actually, he leaves for India next week. He'll be gone a week. I want more pillow covers and another wooden elephant since Torre won't let me use the one he's got for the living room....wait, he's leaving on his mission, never mind. Dan goes to Hydrobad, where they specialize in freshwater pearls. His boss, Carrie, insisted that he bring me a necklace from his last trip and I guess they are quite a bargain there. She travels there regularly for business and knows all the bargains. I didn't ask how much it was, but I love it. He brought one for Rachel last time too.
I got an e-mail yesterday reminding me of the MM's responsibility for the Snow Party in two weeks. They seem highly concerned about this. It is so strange to me, really, how they overplan everything.I finally had to bow out of the meetings that went to 11:30 at night -midweek! They were just rehashing every event a million times. Then I'd find out there was a change the day before! It was so annoying. To back up the first e-mail, there was another e-mail from the YW secretary, which repeated my assignment but broke it up into manageable, numbered parts and reminded me not to think I didn't have help but urged me to call and ask for assistance - in caps! It's so funny. I didn't respond right away just because of my warped sense of humor, but I e-mailed tonight to let them know everything is purchased and all the paperwork is ready to go for tomorrow; I've talked to the other ward we work with to arrange their paperwork too. I kno w that will make everyone feel so much better now. Really, I can't get worked up about these affairs, they are just too funny. The snow party is on Valentine's Day. It's Carey and Rachel's anniversery. I promised to watch Ada and David - well Dan and I promised but he's going to be in India. Anyway, no snow party for me. There will be angst over this, I predict.
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