Didn’t get a thing written yesterday because I once again went to Kaiser about my problems. Since my PCP didn’t have any openings I ended up at the new Ballard Clinic…oh, so very nice…with an MD I’d never seen before. I was seriously hoping he would be my Knight in Shining Armor, and while he did a very thorough exam and ordered additional tests, including another COVID which was negative again, nothing was really resolved.
So, the root canal was
12/1 and I’ve been fairly miserable since 12/3. This morning I called the
endodontist’s office and left a message telling them Kaiser had pretty much
exhausted any solutions to my problem and the only one left is to have my jaw
x-rayed to see if there’s an abscess or infection in the location of the root canal.
I’m hoping they call back this morning and can see me this afternoon or Monday
for sure.
Meanwhile, I continue to
take the antibiotics and still record a fever of either close to or above 100 degrees
each night at bedtime. I lay on the couch with the doggies to read or watch
television and the next thing I know, I’m waking up. I haven’t cleaned the
house since Thanksgiving and yesterday I noticed there are clumps of dog hair
in places, not to mention the dust that’s piling up on everything. And, just
where does all this dust come from anyway?
At least not having any
Christmas decorations was a choice I made before all this. I can imagine how
badly I’d feel if I had been looking forward to decorating and making everything
sparkle and shine. I think my house and that of neighbor Ross who is in Costa
Rica are the only homes in the neighborhood that do not have a single twinkling
light exposed…you can just call me the neighborhood grinch.
There’s the update. With
any luck at all, I’ll be able to sit down and compose the next chapter of Water
Rights which will include the confrontation between Hannah and Luke.