So along with Monday’s MRI, I also had to go to my endodontist for a root canal on Tuesday. It was quicker than I thought, but it left me feeling definitely off my game. I wound up spending Tuesday afternoon watching videos for Alien Visitors when it’s the writing I really need to be working on.
Worse, I couldn’t get my head back in the game the following day. Partly that’s because Wisp slept in and between her getting up with me and Trixie coming down early, I couldn’t really focus in the morning (I used to have a couple of hours of quiet time to get my shit together). So I spent most of that day watching videos too. Thursday I went into my regular dentist to replace the temporary filling with a permanent filling and temporary crown. That took somewhat longer than I thought. And at that point my mind decided, as it sometimes does, “You’re never going to get everything done. Give up!” and my brain’s been limping along ever since. Much extra dog care due to TYG’s hectic schedule this week didn’t help; when they’re needy it’s very difficult to focus.
So I accomplished stuff, but I really thought I’d be doing more. Oh, well …
A minor annoyance is that I’m utterly terrified of knocking out my crown. Intellectually I realize it’s not a fragile soap bubble that pops at a touch but I can’t shake the fear that if I eat something a little too chewy or hard — CRACK! Having to think about which side I chew with is Not Fun.
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