If you could hear me speak now, you’d think I am recovering from a major stroke. When the dentist jabbed my gum-line and said, “Can you feel that?” I yelped out an indignant “YES!” and so he asked for the long needle and stuck me again. That’s why my whole face, including tongue, is numb. It’s 5 p.m. and the appointment was at 2:30 p.m. Will I ever have feeling again?
And while he was drilling on my right bottom molar (the unequivocal Worst Sound in the World), my left ear canal tickled and itched. My hands went to sleep, I reclined so long with them folded on my chest (like a corpse in a casket). My neck popped like someone’s knuckles when I was finally able to move again.
All in all, what a delightful day!
My husband ordered pizza for dinner. He wants to watch some sporting event (football, most likely) and thus, has asked me to take our son to Judo. And he actually suggested I might want to take our daughter and the boys so we can all swim. Uh. No.
I’ll take our daughter so she can chatter and run and beg me for a treat out of the vending machines. I mean, I’ll take her because I’m a kind, giving, generous wife who will do unto him as I would have him do unto me. (He’ll owe me.) I’ll take her because she’ll think it’s Fun and I want to make sure she has enough Fun in her little life.
If I were a kid, someone would have bought me a milkshake and let me watch television for the rest of the day.
Those were the good old days.
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ah yes, the good old days, when someone cooks you dinner, and cleans up the kitchen, and does your laundry for you and tells you to go to bed so you won’t be crabby in the morning!
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The dentist is always such a plesant experience. I for one think you deserve a milkshake. I bet your hubby is watching the same sporting event that my three men are engrossed in right now and yes, it is football, but I could not tell you who is playing, I am just glad they are engrossed and I am getting the computer all to myself.
P.S. I have it on my list for tommorro to pick up “the magazine” That is just the coolest!
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Aww…hope the tooth feels better in a while..I think you must buy a milkshake and some nice yummy-chocolatey candy! The drill is by far the worstest sound in the world – just writing the word here is making me cringe!
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Oh, after a day at the dentist like that, given my terror and loathing of that place, I would most definitely give my kids a day off from every activity that involved driving. If he even suggested I drive the kids someplace after enduring the trauma of the needle and the drill, I would encourage them to eat all daddy’s pizza while bobbing up and down directly between him and the tv. For good measure, they could also tip over his drink, accidentally, of course, and play with the remote, accidentally switching the channel during the most crucial plays. And when he got grumpy I would just moan weakly and talk about how he might have to take me into the ER pretty soon because I was pretty sure that the dental work had caused me to have facial paralysis.
Yeah. You’re much nicer than me.
Mary, mom to many
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Was he watching the Florida/Ohio State game? All the Gator fans here are freaking out and cheering.
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Poor girl. I certainly hope you are feeling today! (And, feeling better at that.)
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Yep, that’s the suckiest bit about being a grown-up…well, a grown-up woman anyway. I’m sure if your husband had been the one fresh from the dentist, you would have given him that treatment.
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come to NoVa and I will make you a highpowered yummy protein loaded choco-bursting milkshake. I just learned the recipe today! It has a bunch of stuff that I ordinarily wouldn’t eat but the end result is oh-so-yummy!
Suz
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You mean you don’t automatically go get a milkshake after you have dental work? I thought everyone did!
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