
Wednesday I called the dentist's office and asked about it. The lady said "Take 2 Ibuprofen and wait for your regular appointment - in June." Well, you can see how long that lasted. It didn't hurt on Wednesday, but now it hurts every time I smile. And we all know I like to smile. A lot.
I called back this morning and the same lady answered the phone. (I was kinda hoping for the regular receptionist, who has known me since I was 10. No such luck.) So I explained that the problem had gotten worse and asked Ibuprofen lady if I could come in next week and have my dentist take a look. Unfortunately, she said, he's pretty booked next week. Could I come in today at 11:15?
Today? You mean I can get this taken care of today? Of course! I'll be right there!
And so goes the dental wrinkle in my day. I've got to rearrange my plans and then get to cleaning up the house...which I procrastinated doing until today. I'm off.....
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