Today, I anticipate more disruption to my finely-honed schedule for the week.
Now, normally, I would be joking about such a thing, having nothing resembling a schedule barring a couple of medical appointments. However, this week and next week are actually kind of frenetic for me. Which generally makes this whole tooth debacle to be an actual debacle for which I have no time.
And yet, here we are.
Today, I shall probably be trying to get in to see my dentist, as I have developed a lump in my jaw, and the right side of my face is warm, neither of which can be good things. There will likely be medicating. And, despite the well-reasoned wishes of some of my friends, I will be attempting to do at least some of the things I was supposed to be doing today, instead of simply plopping myself down on the couch and watching reruns as I drift in and out of a narcotics-induced sleep.
How about you? Please tell me you’re going to have a better day than I am, so that I may live vicariously through your good day.
