All great things must end.... with a bang!

September is slowly dragging along.

My birthday came and went. September 15th I went to bed with some tolerable tooth pain. September 16th, the morning of my birthday, I woke up in agonizing pain. I felt like someone shot me in the jaw with a .22! As I was doing my daily morning "Mom duties" in feeding Hayden his breakfast (most important meal of the day.. For him anyway) I scrambled for my pain rx I still had left over from my tooth extraction last July. Success! I found it! After shoving one down the hatch, I make me some toast. (Note to self: Baaaaaaaad idea!!) I took a gentle bite. I felt that sharp pain all the way to my toes. Now let me add that when I had my #30 tooth (right lower molar, second from the back) pulled, I still haven't had the implant placed. So eatting on the right side of my mouth is a challenge. Let me back up a bit, I'm getting ahead of myself. Last June I had a root canal done on #19(left lower molar, second from the back) and still have the filling inside the tooth. I haven't gone to get the crown because let's behonest, I don't have $800 laying around stuffed under a mattress. With that said, anytime you do a root canal and don't have the crown put on asap, the tooth is 70% weaker. Well duh! (Stating facts) I've recently learned that I clinch my teeth at night and have also caught myself doing it during the day. A weakened tooth, plus teeth clinching, equals a fractured tooth. AKA: the root of my pain. (No pun intended) Now that #19 is fractured, it leaves room for infection. And you guessed it... I have a severe infection under #19. Which brings me to Tuesday September 21st, surgery day! I am forced to have #19 removed under general anesthesia because if the tooth stays and they (my oral surgeon) does not flush out the infection, it could be life threatening. Thank you Dad for passing on your bad genes of horrible teeth! *sigh*

On a much happier note, I pushed the pain aside and was treated out to dinner by my wonderfully amazing bestfriend. Of course dinner of choice was Chuy's! (Another Duh!!) It was great times shared with my loved ones. Sooo glad Danielle (deemed Grasshopper, an inside joke from our banking days) could make it and join us. Of course Hayden didn't want to sit still in his highchair or eat. (Always the case with that boy) Let me not forget the AMAZING 3 tiered hand crafted, delicious cake my bestie made for me. There is seriously nothing that girl can't do. She's amazing and wickedly talented!!! Thank you Tina and Danielle!!! Love yall!!

Surgey day is approaching and I'm ready to get that behind me. Then Thursday September 23rd, Hayden is going for his 1st teeth cleaning. That should be loads of fun. Then after we leave there he goes to his pediatrician for his 18 mth check and shots! He's going to totally hate me by the time we get home.

I hope this finds everyone well and healthy!

X's and O's!!