Good morning ladies...coffee time
Well, the root canal wasn't a picnic, but I survived

I'm really sore -- will be until they get the permanent crown on, I guess, in a few weeks. Traded very sensitive to cold for extremely sensitive to touch...trying to train myself not to bite down on that side at all -- OUCH!!!

The worst thing, I think, was that they squeezed me in as an emergency appointment, so I had to sit there in the chair for 2 hours listening to him work on other people. He had a conversation with one guy, I will spare you the gory details, but the gentleman evidently had an abscessed tooth, and their little chat almost had me run screaming from the office in terror...

My appointment was at 9:45 yesterday, and I didn't get out of the office until 2:00. Needless to say, I never did make it in to work.
Susan, hair drug tests can be done from hair anywhere on the body -- arms, underarms, legs. The closer to the scalp/skin, the more recent the record, because that is the newest growth. When Tim started working at this new job last spring, he had to go through an extensive background check -- he works at a medical insurance company for military members and their families and retirees, so he is contracted by the Federal government. At the time he had a
really long ponytail, between the middle of his back and his waist, I guess. The woman at the lab cut a section of his hair close to his scalp, so if they'd wanted it, they would have had a record for a few years. Now he shaves his head (from one extreme to the other!) but he told me they could have gotten hair from other parts of his body for the test. And as far as the "reasonable" time frame for Mike to get his act together? Your new lawyer should be able to work that out, shouldn't he?
Pam, I am glad things are calming down for your son. This must have been awful for him to deal with. If nothing else good comes of this, your son will have an unforgettable picture in his head of what alcohol abuse can do to a person, and hopefully that will help him in the choices he makes as he gets older. As far as your ex goes...I thought (but I'm not positive) that when you first mentioned this you said the two of you were finally coming to some sort of truce, making peace in a way, and that this injury was the result of him trying to
quit drinking? If that's the case, and he hasn't had any booze since being hospitalized, maybe he really is ready to quit, maybe he will be there long enough to totally detox? Wouldn't that be wonderful

Only time will tell.
Cristi, good luck on the job!

Oh, I hate it when the dentist asks you questions! They have all this crap crammed in my mouth, bite blocks and rubber tooth isolators, and metal clamps, I feel like I'm suffocating and choking and trying to breathe calmly through my nose, and then he asks me a question that doesn't require a simple uh-huh or uh-uh. Sheesh! Thank goodness I have good insurance through my work, and coverage through Tim's. Since it's the beginning of the year and we haven't had any other work done, most of this should be covered. Good thing, too, because the torture session yesterday would have been 995.00, and that's not counting the work my own dentist will do for the crown. I can think of a heckuva a lot of things I'd rather spend a thousand bucks on.
Jane, maybe you could give Miss Mackenzie your own "good behavior" star

How is Macy doing? And prayers to your family, for your sister and BIL. It's good that you can be there for them. You seem to be the "be there" person in your family

Hospice can be best for the family, getting to be with their loved one as much as possible. My stepsister in Florida (never met her) just passed away, and she was able to be home with her sister, her mom, her ex-mother-in-law (who loved her dearly) and her teenaged daughters. My dad died the month before I turned six. He packed to go to the hospital, and I thought he was going to have his tonsils out, like I had. I never got to visit him, and the last time I saw him was from the hospital parking lot, he managed to get out of bed to wave to me from his window. I wish he had been able to be home with us when he died, so I could have said goodbye.
Angie, my kids didn't tend to strip, but I do remember one incident. My oldest son, when he was three, had a little girl from an upstairs apartment come over to play. It was summer, and they were both wearing plain little shorts outfits, like a solid colored T-shirt and shorts. Sarah's mom was chatting with me in the kitchen, and we thought, hmmm, the kids are awfully quiet. We went into Erik's room, and he and Sarah were playing happily, no worries...it took me a good 5 minutes to realize he was wearing her outfit and she was wearing his!!! They had swapped clothes -- wonder what on earth instigated that!
Marti, good luck on getting your time off with James

Isn't a pain to co-ordinate two work schedules? For Tim and I to get time off together in March, we had to request it the beginning of January. Somehow, I don't think I'm that ridiculously indispensable -- I think they can manage to run the place without me for a week!
OK, ladies, it's that time. My mouth is sure sore, and I have to go talk to cranky people all day *sigh* Hope you all have a good one -- hi to Pam, and Julie, and Shanna, and Ellen, and anyone else I missed...heehee, I feel like the Romper Room lady with her magic mirror -- "I see Pam, and Julie, and Shanna, and Ellen..."
time for me to fly!
(wasn't that an REO Speedwagon song?)
Mary Kate