...and when I looked outside, it was...RAINING! I think it was an early birthday gift to make up for the fact that its supposed to be 108 tomorrow. Sebastian almost jumped out of Grandma Mary's arms to play in the 'sprinklers'. I really didn't want him to get struck by lightning (new mom) so we waited until most of the storm had passed before we took our walk. So refreshing.
Then I got cleaned up to make my fourth visit to the dentist in two weeks. I originally went in to get my teeth cleaned because it had been awhile. Unfortunately, I've yet to have the flouride shoved under my gums.
First they had to take a full set of x-rays and make my gums bleed with the sharp instruments. The next trip they filled the two spots on my left side that looked like the starts of cavities. I went home feeling like a stroke victim. Yesterday, I let them stick tools in my open mouth for an hour and a half to get the four spots on the right side. It was more of the Zzzzz..Zzzzz...Zzzzzzzzz and, "Suction". That evening, after I could take a drink without dribbling down my shirt, I realized I couldn't bite down comfortably. Which brings us back to the start of this tangent story.
My latest visit this morning promised to be a quickie but it was the most painful one. No numbing gel this time. That suction tube was relentlessly piercing my gums while the dentist shaved off more of the fillings. Zzzzzz...Zzzzzz...Zzzzzzzzzzzzz and , "Suction".
But check out those babies! No cavities in this mouth.
Thank you, Starbucks, for the incredible dental insurance you've given our family so we never have to wait four years in between cleanings again. Brett, you're next.