Things sure do suck. If it isn't one thing, it;s another, right?
Wrong. I have never had this before, this deadening sense of failure, the dread of the next minute and what will happen then!
First Stuperman gets sick and I won't know whats with that till tomorrow. Thats a lot of time to worry. Then we had Rainbow Mans dentist appointment - and really? I;m not getting into that anything soon.
And then. Then RM's spacer has a loose ire thing that is cutting his cheek, meaning we have to go back to the dentist. Joy.
Then, while I was thinking my next dental appointment was Friday the 7th, RM and The husband bring me the news that my dentist appointment is tomorrow!
I don't have time for this crud!
I have Stuperman's doctors appointment tomorrow morning. In the AM part of the morning. In the Am part of the morning when I like to still be in my toasty warm bed sleeping.
Rush Rush! Rush! home from the doctors, eat my last solid food for months, and BAM! Into the dentist's chair.
And to top it off I have a craving, a physical make me shiver - short of breath craving for a new tattoo!