I've been tied up for a while so I haven't been able to do any blog entries. Add to the mix that I just had oral surgery I hardly feel like writing. I had a toothache off and on for the past few weeks. The pain was centered at my lower left molar. The pain would come at night, but not every night and even Ambesol wouldn't help. So I went to the dentist last Friday thinking that I had insurance. Come to find out I didn't Since I am going to Florida this weekend I knew I had to get that tooth taken care of. The dentist told me the thing had to come out along with the wisdom tooth so this past Monday I paid over $600 and got two teeth extracted. I still don't feel quite correct but at least I am not on the 600 mg Motrin like I was the day I had the surgery. I had the surgery Monday at 4PM and used three Mortin tablets. The doctor also prescribed Vicadin. I have not used the high dose Motrin or the Vicadin from yesterday (Tuesday) on. I have used regular strength Motrin sparingly. Just the same I am prepared to switch from the plane to the train this Sunday if necessary.
I lied when I said that this surgery had me not feeling like writing. I am going through another depression. December 20 will be the day that I call the beginning of the end. That's the day Dad fell and broke his arm and that started his downfall. He never went home after that. Granted he did make a slight recovery and wasn't as out of it mentally but ultimately he died in a nursing home. I haven't stopped missing him.
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