Sunday, April 05, 2015
I had to get up at OMG:30 to get my son to work this morning. The old me would have thrown the skis on the roof of the car and headed for the hills. The current me sits on the couch with a cup of coffee and my budget, trying to make sure (for the thousandth time) that we will survive the month, and wondering why I'm in this awful funk.
Well, I may not be in shape for skiing, but there's no ice out there. I'm going to put on some warm pants and go for a short run.
Oh yes, and about Thursday's emergency root canal; I feel SO much better today than I have for most of the week. The pain was unbelievable. I've never needed a root canal, so it took me an extra day to realize that it wasn't going to go away, 2 days to wait for my dentist to squeeze me in for a not-quite appointment, 5 minutes for him to decide I needed the procedure, like now, fifteen minutes to drive to the surgeon's office, and an hour for the procedure.