And poor Mom. Phone calls were flying back and forth between my Assistant Principals, my union rep (our dental plan is provided by our union), the Welfare Fund (that's the name of our union-provided benefits - we're not on welfare!), her primary care physician, the pharmacy, husband, in-laws, parents, sister, teacher, school nurse, and some random guy who thought he was calling a doctor and refused to take my word for it that I am NOT a doctor. "But, this is the number they gave me". Dude! I don't have the patience for this today!!! Stop calling me! ARGHHH!
|There are full, pillowy lips, and|
there is THIS, which is a bit
Tootie Pie is slowly returning to her normal self. My second school break vacation plans are destroyed, but I am thankful that she was not more seriously injured. In the midst of all of this, I made another sale. I have doubled my sales! So, things could be worse. Hopefully they won't become so, though.
** EDITOR'S NOTE: There is a silver lining to the losing of the tooth: she now has ungnawed fingernails. You can't bite your nails if you don't have teeth!