Our plan was to go out to dinner together at his mom's invitation. M and his brother share a birthday so it's usually a multipurpose celebration. We'd go back to MIL's house for some cake she baked. Then we'd head back home and give M his presents.
I picked up Emma after work and decided that instead of running home for an hour we'd hang out at the library. My child is no good at a "library voice." She gets so excited and everything she says sounds like it's being shouted across the room. Thankfully our library is a fairly active place with plenty of other noise so it wasn't totally conspicuous. But that's where the whining started. It never stopped the rest of the evening.
When we went to pick up M the first thing he said to me was "I think I have an abscess tooth and it hurts really, really, really bad; worse than I've ever felt. I'm just warning you so you won't take it personally...(the part he left unsaid was...when I pick fights with you and generally act pissed at the world and cuss at my mom and tell her to stop asking me questions). So...you can imagine the dinner was a lovely affair. Emma was hungry and cranky and whining and acting out. M was hurting and cranky and touchy and didn't want to be bothered. We downed our dinner and went to Grandma's and ate cake while M sat huddled on the floor trying to stay warm and stop shaking from the pain. We tried and tried to call the dentist to beg for pain medication and antibiotic drugs, but the dentist is no idiot, he turns off his phone. Grandma gave M two Darvocet from her collection and we headed home.
By the time we got home M was feeling a little better and I was relieved to find that we still had two amoxycillin from M's tooth malfunction last month. After he took those he was feeling considerably better and he opened his presents, with help from the present opening elf.
Today he called the Dentist's office and they're closed to next Tuesday. Their motto should be "We're never here when you need us." M made an appointment at the medical center and for a $67 office visit he was able to get prescriptions for an antibiotic and more painkillers. Now we cross our fingers that the dentist actually decides to work on Tuesday.