In which I admit that not all my days are good days. I like to keep it pretty positive around these parts. I see no point in wallowing in negativity. Unfortunately, I don't always live up to my own expectations. That's life, right?
It started yesterday when I was eating my nice crunchy granola and heard a nasty crunch. A crunch that was not supposed to be there. Upon further investigation, I realized that I just crunched my tooth in half. I spit everything out and sitting right there was half of my tooth. Luckily it didn't hurt. But it sent me into a nice downward spiral of worry and wallowing.
I suppose (and was told) that had I kept up on my semi-annual appointments that perhaps this may have been caught. I tried to explain to my oh so nice dentist that "It wasn't him". And that I have a massive fear of dentistry since I had a horrible, torturous and traumatizing dental experience when I was about 15. In which they stabbed me in the gums with wooden toothpick thingies and continued to drill even though I asked them to stop. So since then I have not been a fan. My dentist is great and understands my fear but continues to harass me all in good fun when I do make it in and makes a point to tell the receptionist not to get attached to me since she will never see me again.
So I not only saw one dentist, I saw two. I got to experience my very first root canal today. Which wasn't that bad. The dentist and assistant were both very nice. I am a little sore, other than that I feel okay. But to do all of this I had to secure the truck and find a last minute baby sitter. So on top of the dental visit, root canal fees and baby sitter charge I am in the hole. So you can see why I am a little whiny.
It always seems that whenever I am trying to be healthy it bites me in the butt. Nice healthy granola caused me to loose a tooth and working out has been put on the back burner since I feel too crappy to do anything. And for some reason whenever I feel like crap all I want is food that is horrible in one way or another. Hello Resses Pb cups!
On top of all this Clover has caught a nice little winter virus. I am pretty sure that we have caught the same virus so we are both tired, whiny and sick.
Maybe I should have warned you in the beginning that I was a little whiny?