Root canal and cat puke..

This pretty much sums up my day. I had a dentist appointment at 1 discovered that instead of a crown I was getting a root canal. I left the dentist around 5:30... That's right, 4 and a half hours of dental work... and I was not in pain when I went, I am however (well, when my meds wear off) in pain now. I have to go back on Thursday (yes in two days) to get two teeth pulled... then a LOT more that I am wondering if I am really up to it.... Then I come in here to lay down after all of the dental crap and my cat pukes on my bed next to me... I  feel as if she is trying to sympathize with me, but it is really making everything crazy. I had some soup when I got home, it took me about an hour to eat a bowl of soup, and I'm thinking I might be hungry again, but I only have one can left and can't really drive (due to the meds that are keeping me from lashing out in pain)... Ugh how terrible. I might try running to the store in the morning when I first wake up... I am just about to fall asleep... I'm hoping tomorrow brings better things.

Night time rambling thoughts...

"Nice to a fault." I have heard this description of me many times before. Not always positive, but not always negatively either. I find myself thinking of this tonight as I lay here trying to get some sleep... Over the past few months I have found my feelings in a raw, and unusual state. I have always listened to what people have to throw at me, and hardly ever is it anything I wanted to hear. But certain circumstances going on in my personal life has made me a little more touchy than usual. I find myself wanting to scream and cry and throw the adult version of a tantrum. The latest incident has been about the dentist. Those who know me knows that I hate the dentist. I mean truly HATE it, venturing on fear. I have a temporary insurance policy that will cover most of my dental work though to be honest I do not wish to use it (but alas being an adult I have to). So spring break is this week and I will start the daunting task of fixing as many of my teeth as I can until the end of April. I keep getting reminded that I have to make this appointment thought I keep forgetting and getting busy (I am a full time  substitute teacher, a full time masters student and a bit forgetful!). But I feel at the age of 27 (well technically 26 for another month) I can be entrusted to make my appointments or suffer the consequences.... I am also at the breaking point with my pets! My two dogs have now (after almost 3 years in the house with cats) decided that they no longer wish to have cats in the house, and have taken to barking every time one walks by no matter the time. This leads to  rude 2am wake ups that last for 5 minutes and is only interrupted by my screaming through the door that they need to stop or suffer (not that I would actually do anything... but it does make me feel better). So for their safety and my sleep they have been allowed back in my bed, which I have quickly remembered why I had removed them in the first place! They are not easy animals to sleep with! They roll around and lick my blankets giving a weird cloth-dog-breath-smell to them! Sigh...
On a more positive note it is spring break for the school system I work at, and it couldn't come at a better time! Sure, I have to start dental work, but I am also thinking about seizing the opportunity to pick WoW back up...