Squak!

Wake up and call the endontics office because for whatever reason my appointment didn't get saved in google.  Try to find clothes.  I have 3 pairs of pants that fit at the moment because of weight gain. 

1 pair is still in the dirty clothes, 1 pair is in the washer and the other pair are MIA in the laundry room.  Run to the bathroom again and Aunt Flo comes for a visit (oh yay!) and thank goodness I caught that because the dentist called back, my appointment is at 7:45 a.m. and I have 15 minutes to get dressed and get there.  Squak!

Grab pants from dirty clothes, throw hair in pony tail, yell for a minion to grab my sandals please because I don't have time for socks and tying shoes.  Kiss Tim goodbye and run out the door.

Of course my kindle is dead so I can't listen to it while getting a root canal.  They gave me NOX, maybe my first time with it and I'm so stoned I start panicking and ask them to turn it down for a bit (I like breathing and feeling so heavy you aren't sure you can or wanna take the next breath... not good). 

Got scripts to pick up (antibiotics and vicodin), grab a coconut water and chug that on my way home since I didn't eat this morning.  Get home and quickly make a smoothie (I've been 100% raw for 4 days now except for herbal teas). 

Then rushed around finding paperwork, fill it out, and get driving directions for the orthodontist for Isabella and Madalyn.  I have time to quickly grab something to eat, maybe spend a minute putting myself together a bit more, and then off again.  The girls have a consultation on whether they are eligible for braces.  (crossing fingers that its covered). 

And I might have time to get home to grab another kid after that to run to counseling.  If not, Tim will have to take her.  Squak!  That pretty much sums up how I feel about my day so far.  I am trying to find the eye of the storm so that I am granted peace within this mess. 

I love hearing the word necrotic in regards to my tooth...  (no time for proof reading, gotta run)