After a long fall break of falling off the writing, I’m back. I don’t know what it is about breaks and my kid being out of school that literally takes away any creativity that I may have. I mean, I still have it, I just can’t get it from my head to my fingertips.
It’s not even like he’s high maintenance or needs to be watched. He will be 18 in exactly one week. We did spend 2 days of Fall break at the dentist office. He cracked his crown and had to get a new one. The first day we went, they gave him a cleaning that he was scheduled from later in the month but figured they could just get it done since he was there. Then it took them no less than an hour to finally see that his crown had a crack in it. They took X-ray after X-ray and couldn’t see anything wrong. He thought he had an abscess, but they said no. Then FINALLY, after one tech and two doctors couldn’t see anything wrong in his mouth, the crown “expert” came in and in less than a minute said, “oh, yep, right there, He’s cracked his crown.” Not sure why they didn’t send her in first. But, such is life.
So we had to come back the next day for them to remake and replace the cracked crown. The kid, of course, wanted all the drugs. He wanted the happy gas before they gave him the local anesthetic. Mostly, I think he just likes being high, but they obliged and gave him the gas.
The dentist office has televisions mounted to the ceiling so you can watch TV while you are getting work done. But there is no sound. There aren’t even any headphones. Which I think is weird, but I guess if you are high on laughing gas, you can make up the conversations the cartoon characters are having in your head.
I always have “final destination” scenarios in my head whenever we go to the dentist. I don’t know why they thought mounting televisions to the ceiling was a good idea. And I guess so far it hasn’t been a bad idea, but I always just envision the TV falling from the ceiling and impaling my kid and disfiguring his pretty face. I know, it’s kind of twisted and I wish I wasn’t, but here we are. Luckily for me, that was his last dentist appointment as a child. While his office will let him keep coming until he is 21, I no longer have to accompany him. He will get to go by himself. It was a bittersweet moment, but if I had to guess, I’d say that as long as he’s living with me, which will be for at least another 2 months when he graduates or maybe until May if he decides to stay in school the whole year to play basketball, I will still be making and accompanying him to his appointments.
I’d probably still be going to the doctor with my other two kids if they lived closer and/or ever went to a doctor.
Long story short, the Prince’s crown is fixed and he didn’t die from a falling television. It was a good break.
I’ve been slowly decorating for fall and Halloween. Actually, I haven’t gotten to the Halloween part yet. I’ve only gotten as far as a few bails of hay in front and some pumpkins and gourds. I keep saying that I’m going to make a scarecrow and maybe that will happen today. I have to go buy some jeans and a flannel from the local thrift shop. I’ve been meaning to do it for almost two weeks now, but I think of thrift shops the same way I think of Chick-Fil-A…. only when they are closed. But I do have to leave the house today to go to the post office and there is a thrift store on the way, so maybe, just maybe, I will be a successful scarecrow maker by the end of the day. I’ll keep you posted.
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