Last Monday I had a temp crown put on. It hurt but I expected that. We left on Wednesday and it just got worse and worse. I've been living on ibuprophen ever since. Finally called his office first thing this morning and then waited...and waited...and waited for a return call. By the time they called back it was 11:00 am, about 80 degrees out there, and I was in no mood for a run. So, it's all Schletty's fault! (He thinks I might have a "secondary infection" so called in a prescription to a Walgreen's here which we went to get and I am now taking. Still taking ibuprofen as well.)
Now we travel again tomorrow and the rest of the week will fly by with a trip to Chicago on Thursday.
1 comment:
Oh, shoot! I'd blame him too! It's for sure not your fault.
I hope you feel better ASAP.
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