All weekend I had been fighting discomfort that set in with Wednesday's teeth cleaning. I had functioned pretty well, bowling three games Saturday morning with my little brother (and playing a spirited game of laser tag). Yet by Saturday night it became apparent that my issue was not a mere trace of infection from vigorous dental care, but instead a palpable problem with one tooth. I am in the "be stoic about physical pain" camp, but it was clear that I had to take an active step before my trip to Los Angeles Monday. I called my dentist's voice mail at dawn this morning.
I love that my dentist is the kind of guy who will take part of his Sunday to do a quick procedure rather than make me suffer on anti-biotics and pain pills until Tuesday. He met my wife and I at his office at 1:30 p.m., and helped me with my tooth. The net effect was to replace palpable pain with mere dull ache. I am in a position to travel on tomorrow, albeit it cost me an afternoon today in which I intended to get work done.
I've been reading a celebration of Will Rogers--an interesting fellow. I've also been enjoying music by Cagey House, Planet Boelex and Lisa's Antenna, and the first release on a new "light ambient" label formed by the fellow who runs darkwinter.com.
The coming week will be very challenging, as my dance card is quite full. Yet if I can make it to the weekend, after work, further dentistry, travel and all, our 12 year old niece comes to visit next weekend, and the fun will be in session.
