Wednesday, December 27, 2006
My poor baby
No, not the little one, the big one. He broke a tooth on Saturday night. It didn't really start hurting badly until bedtime on Christmas Eve. By Christmas morning he was in considerable pain. Fortunately we were able to scrounge up some real drugs from old prescriptions. That helped him considerably. Unfortunately our dentist always takes off the week between Christmas and New Years. His tooth broke at the worst possible time. Now it's Wednesday and he's only taking the drugs when it hurts really badly. He's off them today so he can make his grocery run to town without driving impaired. We're not sure when he's going to be able to get the tooth fixed, or if it's even fixable. We're crossing our fingers that he gets some relief soon.
Written at 2:18 PM by Highlandgal.
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