almost

anyone who knows me, september is usually a hard and crappy month. there are anniversaries laying all over like under ground mines. but, this september went pretty well. until today. 

for i will get on a downward roll and ruminate and it's challenging to put the brakes on and pull myself back from the disastrous black and white thinking that my life is doomed. funny, but not really funny.

you know how you hate cleaning the bathroom and going grocery shopping? well i do, too. but up, way up higher on the list is the dentist and taking my pets to the vet. and i had both this week! my front tooth was just minutes away from breaking off and giving me another Jed Clampett moment. And, it also seemed that Moo was off a bit. maybe drinking more water than usual. 

then dental thing started about 10 days ago. xrays, yada yada, cleaning, you need a crown. (you get a crown and YOU get a crown!). yesterday was a follow up appointment. and without asking i got hoodwinked into a complete right top numbing, a total grind down and build up, a molding taken and finally a temporary crown. well, surprise, surprise surprise!!! i have this sitch. and there have been people in my life who do not believe me...coughcoughcough...that i have a very small mouth. at any length of time of keeping my mouth open for dental work causes extreme headaches. so they use a bite block. and not a regular adult bite block but a child size bite block. that worked most of the time. until that ding dang crown molding. so big, so wide and bite down on this please for 10 mins. i sat up the whole time bent over my dental bib, drooling and desperately rubbing my temples. in that I AM NOT exaggerating although you know that i do. nope. no exaggerating. i could go on and on ad nauseam but i think you get the picture. 

now my temporary crown is too big and i cannot chew. means I'll be seeing them again poste haste. 

today was moo's vet visit. office runs behind, so i was told. and it sure did. for some miracle, and i'm thankful for those who prayed, she stayed pretty quiet. car ride and everything. he's a nice vet. no issues there. and a silver lining is that he treats moo without me which is a good thing. i get stressed OUT. i seem to be one of those who cannot stand hearing an animal in distress, whether or not it is for their good. so i paced the lobby and waited. 

apparently 7 years old. it feels like my vets have been saying 7 years old for 3 years now. but, okay, whatev. he said her teeth looked good, her coat was a little dry and then he took blood for tests. to rule out kidney issues, hypo and hyper thyroidism. apparently the results of the tests may be available as early as tomorrow. you know who was not in any mind to get me and my pet shuffled out the door? the staff. i think they hired them from the south. 

okay. felt good about getting all that knocked out. there were a few other annoyances that we shall not go in to; however, i will tell you that my last september event was spilling a glass of red wine on my carpet. 

yes, indeed. 

the month is over. i know the trick of removing red wine from the carpet. moo is okay. i can get my tooth fixed - even as early as tomorrow or saturday. and a week from this sunday i travel to see my youngest and will have a small vacation. 

the Lord is good and kind. the world is not. don't confuse the two.

by the way, be kind, too. everyone is going through hard times.