Well I am doing OK. I took a pill last night that was supposed to knock me out but it did not keep me from hearing Chloe crying out. I slept from about 8:30- 12:30 really great but then I was up on and off the rest of the night. When I woke up this morning I felt about the same as normal. I got to the dentist at 7 and then took me back to the room. They gave me some other kind of medicine under my tongue to dissolve that was supposed to help relax me and put me practically asleep. Well, I started to feel a little relaxed but I definitely was aware of what was going on. I was very uncomfortable. They numbed my mouth so I did not feel pain but I it was stressful knowing all the things they were doing in my mouth. It took them 4 hours and they still did not finish. I have to go back for them to finish up three more things. My back was hurting from laying down in the chair and they could not give me any more medicine to relax me. I looked pretty crazy when I was done and my face was numb. I came home and drank some water and ate some soup and went to sleep. When I woke up my face had feeling back but my mouth is really sore. Well I am going to get the kids to bed. Thanks for all of your prayers!
Monday, July 24, 2017
It is always hard jumping back into a blog post because there is always so much that has happened since the last time that I posted. We have had a pretty major change in our family in the last month, but there is another sort of change that has inspired this post this morning. I cut my hair yesterday. I know life shattering isn't it? I know it seems so trivial, but the truth is the Lord revealed something to me that I have never really thought about. I love my hair. We have made some memories over my 39 years. It actually started the moment I was being born and the doctor told my mom that I had a full set of black hair. Given the fact that my brother and sister who came before me were both bald headed, I think my mom made a comment to the doctor about if he was sure I was hers. My very first compliment was about my hair! I lived my young life with nice thick hair. Sometimes it was long and sometimes it was cut short. My Pawpaw used to call me Pete Rose because I had the bowl cut ...
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