I took the day off. I had to. For those who did not know, our boys do not have the best teeth in the world, so after initial reactions and responses from our dentist, we knew that we had to have major work done in the boys' mouths. So today was the day.
We got the boys up earlier than usual so we could make it to the dentist by 7:30 this morning. We arrived there a little early and before too long they were ready to do some work on the boys. They started on Juancho, first giving him an initial shot before putting him on an IV to control the anesthetic. His turn lasted quite a while, more than two hours, as they capped teeth, filled cavities, and did some major stuff on his little mouth. During that time, Janine and I waited with Andres and tried to keep him entertained as best as possible. He did very well. We were then called in as Juan was done and coming off his anesthetic (he was really, really out of it). Andres got his shot and became quite dazed within a minute. His little mouth barely moved as he muttered "papi. . .papi. . .papi. . ." and then faded into an oblivious state before his turn in the dentist chair. His time lasted not nearly as long, as they had less work to do in his mouth (although he is now without his four front top teeth). All in all, we were there about 4 hours and spent more money on it all than I want to discuss (which reminds me that insurance is the biggest swindle in the world). The boys were both unable to control their appendages for a while and couldn't eat any solids, so we gave them water and applesauce and yogurt for most of the day. They did really well, though, and were very strong in spite of the pain and discomfort that they had to have been feeling for most of the day. They are troopers, for sure. I am proud of them.
While it was a long day, making sure they didn't stumble around and hurt themselves after the anesthetic, it is nice to have this behind us now. I am sure they will be thinking the same thing in a couple of days when the overall pain subsides and they are chowing down on hot dogs once again. It was good that I was able to take a day off work, as it would have been impossible for either Janine or me to do all of that on our own. I was glad she was there, and I am pretty sure she was glad I was there. I am glad it is done.
I have been listening to the new Elliott Smtih release. It is very good, very much an E.S. album. While the circumstances of his too early death are clouded at best, it is an understatement to say that we lost a great artist too soon.
On a note that doesn't really matter in any way shape or form, I am glad the Utah Jazz are out of the playoffs. I really can't stand most home teams, and I really can't stand home team fans. For the most part I believe that they are mostly full of bull and don't know what they are talking about. Here it will all be about blaming the refs for the series loss to San Antonio, and the boos and flying objects that rained down on the refs after game four. GOOD JOB, SLC...WAY TO SHOW YOUR SPORTSMANSHIP! Philly would be embarrassed if it acted like you. Bunch of homers, anyway. Utah sports...whatever...is there anything less insignificant?
Back to work tomorrow. I heard our client let our guys off early today. Figures. The day I am gone. Maybe I will be let out early tomorrow. Or at least on Saturday.
Hope all is well.
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