Trial Run: Wednesday

Hump Day is over! Today was the much anticipated root canal. The day that I was afraid to face. I faced it like a trooper and walked out of the procedure triumphant. The dental assistant is a fellow military spouse, and we chatted while the antiseptics numbed my gums and the side of my face. When the dentist did the shot, I didn't even know at first what was happening. He did it so smoothly. The thing I liked the most was him explaining everything to me. He did not leave me in the dark about anything. He has an easy going manner and he makes a lot of jokes. I felt comfortable, well, considering he was doing a root canal, I felt comfortable enough. Unfortunately, he wasn't able to complete it and he had to refer me to a specialist. One of the roots is shaped funny, and he didn't want to do the procedure wrong. So I have a soft filling in the empty hole in my mouth. It throbs, but not bad. The family readiness leader was at my dentist today. It was so wonderful to see her, to know that she was backing me up. The Co-leader also messaged me. I felt blessed today. I felt God's Love all around me in so many ways.

While I was at the dentist my middle son had a small crisis, so I had to swing by the house, take him clothes, and while I was there I launched into the school nurse about issues that concern me, and she was able to get the teacher to call me back. We are now on the same page. Thanks to the Oil blend called Mommy's Time out, I made it through the root canal and the impromptu meeting at the school. I held onto the tiny bottle like it was a talisman, but it wasn't only the oil; I prayed hard the entire time, I have prayed hard for days now. God is my co pilot always. The silliest thing I did today, was to put the diapers for my daughter in my bag, and not in the diaper bag. Because of my little mistake, I ended up picking up my daughter an hour earlier than planned.

Again, the oils made it possible to get through the next part of my day. We came home I made my daughter lunch made a few phone calls and napped. Not for long, but long enough to feel somewhat better.

Supper was an epic fail. I was fairly certain I had a grasp of how to make Mexican noodles, but they didn't turn out at all. Neither kid would touch them, but they did love the cheese roll ups.

 

 I took them for a run around the playground, but it was too cold, so they got cheeseburgers instead.
 I settled for a  Starbucks.

 I came home and made banana bread for PWOC in the morning, and I attempted to make drop cookies, and those didn't turn out so well.

I broke down and called the husband today. I needed to hear his voice, I needed to plead for him to come home. Talking to him on the phone, I nearly cried. I couldn't get a grasp on his mood, and felt almost hurt. Earlier today when I came down our road I saw his car in front of the house where it has been since he left, but it gave me pause. It took my breath away. Today was a lonely day, a day of yearning and need. We skyped and it was wonderful to hear the excitement as they kids squealed when they saw him. He looks well, and happy, but I am quite certain he misses us. The thing I have learned in the last week, is that life does go on, and that it may feel like years, but really it is only days.

This man is the love of my life.

This morning the sun was out and it was warm, by this evening it was cold and the winds had picked up. I turned the heat on when the kids took a bath. I am not ready for the cold in the morning. I managed to give the kids a bath, do some baking and sweep and mop, there is very little pain. I am thankful to God for being with me, for taking away the worst of the pain.



You have allowed me to suffer much hardship, but you will restore me to life again and lift me up from the depths of the earth. You will restore me to even greater honor and comfort me once again.

Psalm 71:20-21