Teeth...... they are a problem coming and a problem going.
Now we don't usually have the ankle biter on a Monday.....it is usually the day I get stuff cooked for the rest of the week. However, today was different. Hubby rang Daughter and asked what kind of night she had had.......she told us that his royal nowtiness had been up for most of the night with teething pains......so he offered to pick the little guy up so that she could have a rest.
He is off his tucker, and is generally feeling a bit miserable.....that's the little guy , not hubby.
When he got over to our place I got out the calpol and the kiddie ibuprofen and gave him a dose......then we went through the bath routine and I put him to bed.....off to sleep he went.....so hubby went for a lie down too. I scurried off to do some banking for Muti and by the time I got back the postman had been. There on the mat was a letter from Accrington Victoria to say that I had been accepted onto an NHS dentists list......now anyone who has read some of my posts knows that I am frightened witless about dentists. Believe me I was shaking just reading the letter. 40 years without any dental treatment is a bit grim.
The letter so put me off my stride that I couldn't get on with anything at all while the two boys were zedding. So my Monday has been all about teeth. Wait until Wednesday when it will all be about Mammary Glands......I have a Mammogram to attend...what an exciting life!
Now we don't usually have the ankle biter on a Monday.....it is usually the day I get stuff cooked for the rest of the week. However, today was different. Hubby rang Daughter and asked what kind of night she had had.......she told us that his royal nowtiness had been up for most of the night with teething pains......so he offered to pick the little guy up so that she could have a rest.
He is off his tucker, and is generally feeling a bit miserable.....that's the little guy , not hubby.
When he got over to our place I got out the calpol and the kiddie ibuprofen and gave him a dose......then we went through the bath routine and I put him to bed.....off to sleep he went.....so hubby went for a lie down too. I scurried off to do some banking for Muti and by the time I got back the postman had been. There on the mat was a letter from Accrington Victoria to say that I had been accepted onto an NHS dentists list......now anyone who has read some of my posts knows that I am frightened witless about dentists. Believe me I was shaking just reading the letter. 40 years without any dental treatment is a bit grim.
The letter so put me off my stride that I couldn't get on with anything at all while the two boys were zedding. So my Monday has been all about teeth. Wait until Wednesday when it will all be about Mammary Glands......I have a Mammogram to attend...what an exciting life!
