It has been a really rough week here. In the middle of last week, after I felt like I finally beat my cold, I started feeling sinus pressure on the right side of my face. By Friday the pain was pretty bad, so I went to the doctor and she gave me an antibiotic. When I got home the pain was so severe that I was in tears. I finally took some left over hydrocodone I had from a surgery and felt much better afterward. Saturday I had a pretty good day–I even had my mom over for dinner and games. Sunday, as the day wore on I felt worse and by Sunday night, again the pain was so bad that I could not sleep. I finally told Dan I wanted to go to the ER because I was seriously worried it was something more serious than sinus pain. The doctor there did not even look in my nose. He asked me if I had dental problems, which I do not, but I told him that I had scheduled a dental appointment for the next day and he told me to make sure I went. He then gave me a hydrocodone and a prescription for a stronger antibiotic and I was able to sleep. I woke up without pain but as the day went on, the pain returned and this happened day after day–never as severe as Friday and Sunday, but enough to make me not want to do anything or be able to study. The dentist said my teeth looked great but referred me to an endodontist based on an inconclusive x-ray.
Wednesday night I felt kind of blah, so I told Dan I was going to just soak in a hot bath. He encouraged me to take another pain pill and go to bed afterward, which I did. The next morning I woke up pain free again, but my teeth still felt weird so I made the appointment with the endodontist. But throughout the day the pain did not return and my teeth started feeling more normal. Today, I feel really good and aside from just a little weirdness in my teeth, I think I am finally on the mend. It has been quite an unpleasant ride, but I am so thankful that I am on the road to recovery.
Another thing that happened was that I realized my rings were missing Monday morning. I had no recollection of taking them off and Dan said he saw my wedding ring on my finger at the hospital. I looked high and low, to no avail. Finally I broke down and bought a ring to wear, hoping beyond hope that somehow they would eventually turn up, but honestly, I had very little hope. I figured I sleep-walked and flushed them down the toilet or something crazy like that. But yesterday, when I went up to wash my face, my eye caught my jewelry cleaner jar on the bathroom counter. At that moment, I had a vague recollection of deciding that my rings needed to be cleaned, but I could not remember when I took them off and put them in the cleaning solution. I was almost hesitant to look inside, afraid that I would be disappointed, but when I took the lid off, they were there! I was nearly giddy with excitement. So overall, yesterday was a good day and life is slowly getting back to normal. It has been a rough year between Dan’s blood clot right before Christmas, my mother-in-law dying last month, and getting sick right afterward for the umpteenth-time since I started working in preschool. I am thankful that this week is spring break, but upset that I spent so much of it feeling crummy. Only nine more weeks and then I will be able to quit my job. I am super excited!
So that has been my week, or my year. Fortunately there have been some really bright spots in the past several months, and I will continue to hold onto all of the good moments when times get tough. Now I’m off to read so I can write my paper tomorrow and Sunday. I hope you all have a very blessed weekend!