I Wish I Were Dead...

Wow. What a week. Well, more like 2 weeks. So much happened that my brain is actually a little fried. I will attempt a recap.

Last weekend I took a nice trip to Disneyland with my friends Eliza, Natalie, and Nat's sister Jennifer. It was soooo fun. We stayed in this really cute little hotel just down the street from the park. There was shuttle service to and from the park and that was so convenient. The continental breakfast was better than any other that I have had in the past. The really good part about the weekend was that for some reason, the parks were not busy at all. Both Disneyland and California Adventures were unusually empty. We didn't really have to wait in any lines. I think the longest we waited was 20 minutes. We got to go on everything many times. I think our favorites were Soarin' over California and Tower of Terror. Eliza and Natalie forced me on the ferris wheel which I am scared of for some strange reason. The gondola we had swung back and forth as we went around. I almost wet my pants. I was glad they made me though. I would have felt like a wuss if I hadn't. We were also able to see Billy Hill and the Hillbillies, which is mostly Disneyland's appeal to us. They were amazing as usual. For anyone who doesn't know who they are, I would highly suggest looking them up online. Please see Eliza's blog for pictures.

While we were gone, Katelyn was so sick. She was throwing up and had really bad diarrea. I initially had a lot of guilt about being gone when she was so sick and that Jason had to be the one to deal with it. Then, the more I thought about it, the more I was glad that I wasn't the one cleaning up vomit and was instead having a great time on free falling rides. I know, I am a jerk. Anywho, it turned out to just be a little 24 hour bug and she quickly recovered. For anyone who has seen Kate, she is so not a mellow kid, so to see her just lay there was so sad. We are glad she is back to her normal crazy self.

The last few months, I have had small aches in one of my upper molars. All this week I have been watching my friends daughter, Kaedance, at her house. The first 2 days were fine and then on Tuesday night and all day Wednesday, my tooth started to really hurt. My dentist was able to see me late Wednesday. She said what I already knew and was very familiar with: I need a root canal and a crown. Merry Christmas. Thats gonna be cheap. Not. She doesn't do root canals, but she is having a specialist do them in her office on the 17th. I scheduled for then. In the mean time, she prescribed me an antibiotic and ibruprofen 800. I took them and started to feel a tiny bit better. I went to the movies with Liza and Nat that night (my thoughts on that film later). When I got home, my tooth was bugging me again, but I was able to fall asleep. About an hour later, I woke up to it just throbbing. Literally the worst pain I had ever felt. I took more medication, but to no avail. I was laying in my bed just sobbing. My amazing husband tried to console me, but there was nothing anyone could do. I had a C-section with my baby, but the contractions I did have were nothing compared to that tooth pain. I was seriously considering taking a hammer to my face and dealing with it that way. I was wishing for death. Somehow, I finally fell asleep. I got like a total of maybe 2 hours sleep that night. In the morning I called my friend and she told me someone else would be able to watch her daughter that day and to try and get my tooth taken care of. I called my dentists office and told them there was no way I could wait any longer. They called an endodontist that I have seen in the past and they were gracious enough to fit me in that afternoon. To make a long story even longer, I was there for 3 hours and could barely keep my mouth open any longer. That doctor gave me some Darvocet and now I am a happy camper. Moral of the story: Don't ignore tooth pain. It will cost you. Literally.

Anyway, this week was good. Just painful. As for the movie, it was called "Bella". So good!! I highly recommend it. It was an indie film, so it has a different feel to it, but go see it. Worth your money and it was surprisingly clean.

After my rant last week about Dancing With The Stars, justice was served this week and Jane Seymour went home. Rightfully so. I am still sickened that Sabrina is gone, but hopefully America won't be so retarded in the future. Then again, we did elect Bill Clinton... thats a whole different blog. Until next time.

OH! And before I forget... here's some pictures of my baby at Halloween.