You know how one bad thing follows another?
For instance you have pneumonia then you break a cap/crown on your tooth at 7:15 in the evening when none the dentists are available and it’s snowing outside?
Or you could look at it another way. You get a four-day weekend and the opportunity for a shiny new tooth.
The good news is that I’m feeling better. (Thank you for all the get well wishes.) And it was a mere ($685) crown and not the actual tooth that broke.
My previous dentist retired so I changed dentists a year ago and have been to this new-to-me dentist a few times for cleanings. “Good job. Keep brushing and flossing. See you in six months.”
Nothing as dramatic as replacing a crown. Cha-ching! Been there. Done that. Have the souvenir.
On the up-side I finished the left front of the cardi I’m knitting. The right side is to the arm hole shaping. I was 15 rows into it and thought I missed a couple of row counts so I ripped it back to the beginning of the arm hole shaping, only to realize that I didn’t miscount. Oh, well. There’s still progress even with all the tinking and correcting mistakes. (Results of the fuzzy pneumonia brain.) Granted I am using worsted weight yarn and size 9 US needles. It should go faster than fingering weight and size 2 needles.
Just before dinner last night Mr. Aitch made me laugh so hard, I thought I was going to cough up a lung. Seriously, I was really hurting but it was funny, too.
We (Mr. Aitch did help…a little) made a big pot of vegetable soup for dinner last night with the leftover roast beef and veggies we had for the dinner he fixed Sunday evening. The soup was ready so Mr. Aitch said he’d get the salt and pepper to put on the table. I said, ” I seasoned it already.”
He said, “You sneezed in it already?” and started to laugh. I started to laugh then went into a coughing fit for about five minutes.
It hurt. No lungs were coughed up and I certainly didn’t need a couple of broken ribs on top of everything else!
Anyway, we thought it was funny. Maybe you had to be there.