I visited the dentist yet again today, hopefully for the last time regarding this dry socket issue. He generally treats a person with a dry socket 2-3 times and today made 4 for me, he decided upon one more treatment because the hole was so big/deep. The hygienist showed me how to remove the packing myself, which I will do tomorrow morning and hopefully the healing will continue.
I worked for a few hours this morning before my dentist appointment, then mostly rested this afternoon. I did throw a couple of loads of laundry in the washer and empty the clean dishes from the dishwasher, too. I also called my grandfather to tell him of our travel plans for next week so he would know when to expect us. He seems very excited to have us visit, and is somewhat disappointed that we can't stay longer. While he has some less-than-attractive personality tendencies, I am glad we are going to visit. He recently told my mom and I that he won't believe we're all coming until we're there, so I think he's still cautiously optimistic.
My grandfather has saved/invested well over the years and likes to brag about how much money he has and how well taken care of we all will be when he's gone. With our financial situation, my husband has decided to ask him if he will help us out during our visit. He is very tight with his money, and I'm not sure how it will go. I was going to just ask for help buying a travel scooter, but Dave wants to ask for a considerable sum. I just pray it doesn't cause any friction while we are there.
Fatigue continues to be a major uphill battle for me that I just can't escape, so I decided to order pizza tonight rather than cook. I often order pizza for the the kids and me on Friday nights because Dave works until around midnight on Fridays. I noticed the name on the pizza delivery guy's name tag as he handed me the pizzas, and I made eye contact, said good-bye to him by name, and wished him a good and safe evening as he started to walk away. It is so easy to just dismiss individuals like a servers, delivery people, etc, as less-than, people who are simply doing our bidding. I am often guilty of it myself. He almost looked confused for a few seconds, then paused and said thank-you before going back to his car.
Thanks for reading, be blessed, and keep giving!