Last Saturday we ventured down to Richmond for Tasha Hendersons class graduation. We decided at the last minute that we would stop off at a JC Penney outlet that was on the way down to exchange the boys jeans that we bought them a few weeks before that didn't fit. We ended up getting the boys a few more pairs of jeans, a shirt that DJ thought he had to have and Sheldon bought another pair of Levi's 501 for under $20 dollars. How can you not go wrong with that? Now I have some clothes taht I ordered and need to send back, I just need to put them in the car and get that taken care of when I can.
We got to the Graduation just in time to be seated and once that was done, Kai rode home with the Hendersons so he could celebrate with Tasha, they were going to Sonic, and we headed home. We took a back route that ended up taking us forever, but it was fun to see some more areas of Virginia. We were worried because we had the house locked up and didn't know what Kai would do about getting in the house, but when we arrived home the Hendersons had just gotten home themselves so it wasn't a big deal after all.
On Tuesday I went in to get the rest of my root canal done and talk about an adventure there. I ended up being 20 minutes late for starters because of road construction. Then once in there this second half of the procedure was a bear. I forgot they had to put things inside my roots so the won't get weak. I was starting to feel it a bit but just wanted it done. Starting that evening when I got home I was feeling some pain. I took my motrin but nothing really helped. I looked inside my mouth and saw a white pimple on the tissue behind the tooth. By the next morning I was hurting pretty bad. I called, went back down to Waldorf, which without traffic is a 40 minute drive and they said the abscess in the tooth flared up. No kidding:( So they gave me a prescription for antibiotics and pain. I went to the pharmacy, got them filled and started the regimen they prescribed. I was told if the motrin and tylenol wasn't working to go ahead and use the percocet to help me get through the night. Well, I woke up the next day thinking something was definitely wrong. Cyndi Henderson ended up having to drive me to the emergency room because I was feeling so ill. I guess I ended up having a bad reaction to the percocet even though I have had it before. My blood pressure at one point they said was 152/55. Now I've had hight bp before when I'm sick, but nothing like that before. I thought maybe I was having a heart attack for a minute. They didn't check my heart or anything, just said that I was having a reaction to the meds and sent me home telling me to call the dentist. Well, the dentist just told me to not take the pain killers and ride it out with the other meds until the infection goes away. I am slowly feeling better, but boys that was wild. I still think I'll go in next week and have them re check my bp so I can make sure there's nothing going on there too. I need to have a once over before we head to europe anyway.
I have had a hard time getting all the stuff I need to get done this past week. I have boxes to mail back, papers to send overseas and just a lot of organizing so I know that I have everything and where its at so if I need it I know where to go. We still have so many boxes to go through in the garage. I just don't don't have the energy at this time to want to do it.
We've been getting rain almost ever day still. The boys have been troopers going to swim lessons and swim team practice even though it's down rite chilly. DJ is so proud because he has finally earned the coveted blue band at the pool. He took his swim test and passed. He is really enjoying swimming now, and I feel better about him going with Kai by themselves when they do go. He can dive off the diving board and swim to the side all by himself with no help. My little boy is growing up. He is my most cautious child out of the four and to get him to do anything that he thinks might hurt him or kill him, he just won't do it. So this is a big deal for him. Now if we can get him to ride a bike. Then we will feel like we've been good parents;)
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