#dentistselfie The impression mold of my teeth tasted gross.
My day started out not unlike any other. By that I mean that I woke up with a foot in my face courtesy of my precious daughter. She’s doing much better today, thanks for the prayers! Furthermore, I went to the kitchen, grabbed my coffee, and headed for the living room where I watched the news. Today, however, I had many things to do on the checklist. It was a day off from work but not from being me and certainly not from being a dad.
Contacts AND glasses. I prayed to my twin sister in guidance picking out these frames. She might have been playing a joke on me from heaven.
I immediately got showered and dressed and headed over to the dentist where I sat for two and a half hours in a chair. All things being equal (and I’m almost sad I have something to compare this to); but this was by far the easiest root canal I’ve ever had. One shot of lidocaine (usually takes quite a bit more) and the work was rather painless. I tweeted a picture with the hashtag #dentistselfie to my classes. Judging by the retweets and favorites, I’d say it was a hit.
Then I headed over to the eye doctor for my follow-up. My contacts are fine and my eyes are good to go for another year or so. All these doctors visits reminded me that I need to schedule a physical. But, since I’m really a bit uncomfortable with the whole hernia test thing I think I’ll put that off until tomorrow. On that note, I know, I know, he’s a doctor. Doctors are allowed to see us naked. I just hate embarrassing the man.
After the optometrist I drove up to the library and picked up the last of my text books. What’s that? Text books from the library? Yes! It’s called saving some dough. After the first of the year, when we realized our take home would be down $300 a month (thank you very much, Mr. President) we decided to find creative ways to cut costs. One area was the situation with my school text books. I’m taking online classes toward a second Master’s degree. The first quarter books cost us almost $300 and I hardly used them! My wife, the smartest woman I know, suggested searching the area libraries for inter-library loans. Turns out, if one is willing to wait a week or two, one can indeed find his text books this way. There was only one snag. One of my courses had an assignment due the very first week that required me to answer questions out of the book. So I bit the bullet (the book hadn’t yet arrived) and paid the reasonable price of $16 to borrow the ebook from the school’s Barnes and Noble site. Otherwise, though, we just saved some cash.
Hmm… Wonder who ate all the popsicles?
Finally, I was back home and it was only 11AM. Let’s get back to my daughter, who hasn’t been feeling too well. Well, it turns out that this virus she has really does seem to be running its course. Last night was tough, though, because it seemed to flare back up. I had to call the ER where we had taken her on Saturday morning. I asked the doctor on call if there was anything else they could prescribe for her nausea. It’s a catch-22. She has an upset stomach. Therefore she can’t hold down the ibuprofen she need for her sore throat. Nor can she hold down much else. Therefore she’s getting dehydrated. And she absolutely refuses to take the pills they gave her for nausea. The doctor’s response was that no, what he had given was all there was for nausea. Well, we muddled through the night without much incident. Back to this afternoon, I took her with me to noon mass. I’m happy to say that this is day 21 of keeping my resolution and going to mass every single day! Yay! Word! Eucharist! Graces! But, the car ride didn’t sit too well with her.
My son requested this for dinner. It’s a heart-shaped grilled cheese.
We came home and she and I rested for a bit and then went to her doctor. Fortunately, her doctor chimed in right away with “of course there’s another anti-nausea medication. In fact, the same drug is available in liquid form with a strawberry flavor.” Wow. That was easy. Again, it’s kind of moot since she’s exhibited very little of that nausea today. I think it’s passing.
Picking up the pieces
And then there was tonight… My baby girl lovingly let me do the whole nightly bath thing, get her dressed, and comb her beautiful hair. She got into a fight with her brother and came calling to me. “Daddy! Daddy!” I do believe she has confidence in me. This is one reason I love being a dad and one reason I never understand those guys who bemoan either having children or every wanting children. Look at it this way, fellas. You wake up in the morning and there are these tiny genetic copies of yourself. That’s a plus right there. Add to that the fact that they think you’re superhuman despite the fact that you haven’t hit the gym in months. FYI, if my wife is reading this, I’d love another gym membership so I can get back in shape. *wink* My daughter thinks I can solve all problems and even if I can’t she knows I can make her feel better when she’s sad. I love that and I thank God for that grace every day. My son, on the other hand, has confidence that I can simply do all things. His latest obsession is Lego toys. Tonight one of his awesome creations fell off the kitchen table and broke into a million tiny, colored bricks. I picked them up and fiddled with them for about twenty minutes. The boy walked up and said to me “Daddy, you can put it back together.” I turned and said, “No, son, I’m not sure I can.” “It’s OK, Daddy,” he said. “You can always read the magazine.” I think he was talking about the instruction booklet. And if I could make sense of that thing then I am Superman!
The “magazine” of which he spoke.