I'm back from the dentist, where I spent nearly all day. Long story short, she attempted to re-drill and repair that problematic, deep filling, but it didn't work out (I don't want to talk about that!!). Anyway, it ended up that she sent me down the street to an endodontist and I had the first half of a root canal (they are usually done in at least two stages). I am due for the other half in a week or two. I'm *still* in a lot of pain, and though I've taken what I'm sure should be enough meds, they just aren't working.
So, I've got to make it through another night.
The Cat-On-Call this evening is the reliable Olive ("Ollie" to me). Let's discuss.
The Cat-On-Call doing her duty last night.
She was in my lap purring and kneading me. That was around 3:30 a.m. "this morning."
Sorry the pic is dark, it was dark and she was on my lap, I only had my phone handy.
She has been the Cat-On-Call many times before...
Making sure my son didn't need anything when he was just a week or two old :-)
Yeah, that's my new little brother. Don't f*** with him!
Here's the Cat-On-Call warming up her baby brother's "cat bed"...
Emory and his turtle over five years ago.
Ollie making sure the turtle is still functioning properly. This was taken last night :-)
Wish me luck.