Blood Clot. Ugh.

Last Thursday I had a tooth pulled for the first time ever, & it was probably the worst of my dental experiences ever. EVER. I had to be sedated due to the fact the tooth would have to be drilled and cut out. The pain and swelling was ridiculous. Lasting 5 days, the swelling that is. The pain is still horrendous! My whole jaw is sore and throbbing. So today I had my follow up appointment, I guess I "lost" the blood clot? What ever that means. All I know is he shoved a huge brown wad of fabric down in my wound, talk about pain. Then he persrcibed me some Tylenol 3's. THANK THE LORD ABOVE! I had a *bad* reaction to the Vicodin on Thursday night and swore I was choaking to death. Turns out I kind of was, my throat closed up... I won't even get in to all of that. Lets just say, thankfully after about 5 hours of trouble breathing and non-stop barfing I could breathe again! Yay! It was also good that for the most part this all went on after Dyl was asleep and Rafal was already home from work taking care of me. So today was a huge debacle getting me to the doctor at 9:30am, and then Dylan to his [follow up after his ER visit] doctor appointment at 10:50am. We got there at 10:20am thinking we would get in earlier if we got there earlier. Except not. It was noon before they got us back. Dylan had had 7 fits by then, cried on the floor 3 times AND completely embarrassed us twice. Not to mention the work out we get chasing him up and down the hallways of the doctors office. Then when we finally were seen, it was for 3 minutes, and the doctor did was look in his ears.... She said "Looks like it is clearing up!" Duh. He is OBVIOUSLY feeling better. So I was completely stressed out and in insane pain for her to tell me he is getting better. Ugh.

Today was just a long day. AHHH! It's hardly half way through... only 2:45pm. Dylan took a long nap the whole way home from Tampa, then we treated him to some McDonalds. When we were in the Walgreens drive-thru getting my drugs he kept saying "meeel-k" which is his way of saying Happy Meal.. Then he was saying FRY! FRY! FRY! So we indulged for the first time in a long while. Mmmmm McChicken & Fries.... Now I feel fat. [lol]

Rafal went to play golf with some of the members from our new church, YAY! I am so ready to meet "good" people. I am tired of the people our age, they are still so immature and rude. Not all.... but pretty much every one we have met since Dylan got here, they were all deadbeats. They get drunk and do drugs with their babies on their hips. I don't care to drink or do drugs. I am by no means a prude, BUT I know that you *CANT* be a parent when you are under the influence of... anything. So when we get a sitter for a whole night I will go out and have one too many drinks, but NEVER when I know I have to be a mommy. Some people don't see it as a big deal... but I just don't want my son growing up thinking drinking is cool and fine. It isn't. It is a drug, it alters your mind and can make you some one your not. Alcoholism runs in the family on my side and his dads sooooo he is a huge risk. Gotta keep him on the right track starting early!

This is a long rant! I just took a T3 so hopefully I will start to feel better in my mouth region ASAP! What is every one doing for Halloween? No tricker treating... I wana do something else with Dylan. He is a little Devil. I will try to scan his pictures we had done last night. He looks like a little man in his costume. SCARY for sure.

What are you and your children going to be?