I was driving down Sunset Boulevard today thinking of when I'd get a chance to get online again and edit at DMoz.
I'm in Hollywood, California, standing at a public computer in the middle of a Circuit City store with a speaker blasting music into my ears. I've been reading and deleting junk e-mail for half an hour and nobody has kicked me out of here yet.
My grandson, Brendon, had the surgery on his head last Thursday, and he's doing okay. Such a lot of suffering for such a little guy. He's seven months old.
I don't know when we'll get back to Fairbanks and to a mundane existance. We must stay here until Brendon gets out of the hospital, and then long enough for him to have follow-up visits with the neurosurgeon before we fly home.
So... by Thursday, my toothache was excruciating. I can't believe it's this bad after taking antibiotics. I've never had a toothache before, and I hope I never have one again. The dentist cleaned out the hole he drilled in the middle of the tooth, and blood and pus ooozed out. I grabbed the mirror and watched. I think it's so cool to see it happen. I didn't get the immediate relief that I was expecting, but now, the next day, I'm feeling better, but not okay. This is absolutely the worst time to be tending a toothache. Tomorrow we fly to California.
I saw the dentist yesterday. Oh! the pain. I can't believe anything can hurt so much. I didn't realize that I was suppose to visit the dentist when we got home from vacation and have my root canal finished. I thought it was done already. Ooops! on me! Now it's infected again. More antibiotics. The infection had lifted the tooth up so it is out of alignment now. I'm hoping that the antibiotics will fix me up before we leave for L.A. on Saturday night.
I made an appointment to see the dentist on Monday. Usually he can fix the alignment with a few swipes with his polishing tool.
We are babysitting Brendon this weekend. It's probably not fair to say we are babysitting since we asked if he could come and stay with us. The pain in my jaw gives me empathy for what this little fella is going through getting new teeth.
I think I'm more tense than I realize because my TMJ has flared up and it feels like my jaw is on fire. I guess I'll have to see the dentist for a readjustment before I go to L.A.