T Minus 24 Hours

This time tomorrow, I'll be on my way to Hagerstown to see my BFF Melanie.  I'll be there a glorious nine days!  In the meantime, I have a boatload of things to do to get packed and ready.

I've been sidelined by a root canal AND a filling replacement.  And a day taking care of The Daddler after he fell.  After seeing the doctor (long wait since he had to work us in), and another long wait for a CT scan, I was relieved to know he was ok.  He fell when he was taking off his pants to get dressed for bed.  I asked him why he didn't sit down to do that and he replied (in a very hostile voice):  "I will from now on!"  Hell, I can't stand on one leg without falling down.  At least it wasn't a blood pressure problem or something else.  He hit his head on the night table (fortunately, it's round, as opposed to something with sharp corners,) and consequently, looked like he'd been in a boxing match.

Last night, two days after my root canal, I felt like I'd had a sharp left hook to the jaw.  I had an abscess and apparently, the antibiotics weren't doing their job.  Now, I'm taking two.  It's better today.  Luckily, Melanie is a dentist, so if I have trouble, I'll be in good hands.  She's been calling every 4-6 hours to check on me!  This morning, she told me that I was likely to have diarrhea from the antibiotics.  Great.  Nothing better than traveling with the runs.  Maybe I should borrow some of The D's Depends.  I bought them back when he was having the prostate probs, but he hasn't used them since.  Deb, however, did make good use of them during our family colonoscopy prep.  I suppose everyone ought to have some around.

I just thought of something funny.  Other families have reunions.  We have colonoscopy preps.

Well, I should go.  So much to do.  Hopefully, I'll have lots of blogging time (and material) on my vacay...