I didn’t sleep well as a noisy thunderstorm kept me awake last night.
When I came down this morning, I carried an opened pack of toilet paper. Noise from the living room distracted me.
Listen to my vlog to hear what happened.
Multiple events had me question my sanity, but after searching the house, I did find the lost pack of toilet paper.
When things go missing, I usually ask my sainted mother for help. So many times we searched for her keys and/or purse. Mom was always losing something. Now from heaven, she helps me find things.
So that’s how I started my Saturday morning, searching. Good thing I eventually walked back to the living room. Thanks, Mom.
BTW: that radio never, ever turned on of its own accord before. It was so very odd hearing it playing WPR when I came down. “Bob, were you listening to the radio?”
I was very nervous driving to Bay Oral Surgery in Green Bay yesterday. A molar was coming out and I was going to be wide awake.
Doctor Ellis and his staff were exceptionally sweet. They kept saying I was doing a great job.
I’m not sure what I’ll do next. Maybe a bridge. But nothing can be done for three months. My mouth has a lot of healing to do.
I was so afraid, I thought about canceling my appointment. I mean, I had been living with the cracked tooth for a month or more already and had taught myself to chew on the left side.
But now it is over and I’m pleased to be rid of the pain.
More soft food today, but that’s okay. Ice cream fits the bill.