Stupidly, I stayed up until 05:00 this morning, and I got up at 12:30 to get ready for my dentist appointment.
Bad news, then more bad news on top of that.
First, I'm gonna need three crowns. Well, I'd figgered on one, maybe two. And several fillings.
And a root canal. Which is gonna be done tomorrow at 10:30.
Second... the crowns are now proced at $700.00 each.
Eighteen months ago it was $500.00, which is still pretty ridiculous.
Insurance pays half of the crown price, which is nice. Not really nice, but nice enough.
Depressed, I came home and started working on the yard. Cut some very tall weeds along the fence line in the back, then I proceeded to mow.
Physical activity is good for depression. It makes me think about the pain in my legs and feet and not the pain in my wallet. Well, I don't really carry any money in my wallet, but the expression is a valid one, I believe.
I'm amazed at how little work I can actually do before I need to rest... and this is
Anyway, when I was almost finished mowing the lawn, Karen brings me the phone... it was the hospital, wanting me to work tomorrow at 12:30. Well, I'm not really in a position to turn down OT, so I said yes, of course.
Then I went inside (I'd been avoiding going inside, it was just so much cooler there!) and got cleaned up. And I realized that I really didn't want to do anything else, even if I could, and I wasn't really sure that I could if I wanted to.
So I called Tyler nad begged off seeing his place again.
I feel like a negligent father. It'll be next week before I have another opportunity to get over there...
I don't think that that'll keep me from going to sleep tonight, though. I don't think that anything could.
More tomorrow...
accentuated when it's 96 F degrees. The amount of ice tea that I can drink is pretty amazing too.