So yesterday I had finally had enough of Ady and his teeth. On Wednesday I was Kind and Caring. On Thursday I was Warm and Wifely, on Friday I managed Concerned and Cosseting. On Saturday and Sunday I was largely pissed or tired and far too busy talking to my friends 😉 Yesterday he went back to work and I was intending for me to return to my normal selfish and Princessy persona fully expecting my dinner to be cooked for me 😉
But it was not to be.
In the morning I did my mammoth blog post about Davies and education all the while trying to summon up the energy to get the kids dressed and brave the torrential rain (it was quite literally like someone was throwing buckets of water against the windows, the road outside was more of a river and you would have been instantly drenched as soon as you stepped outside the front door) to go to Tescos as we had NO food in the house – not even for lunch. Just as I had put the phone down from ringing my Dad to see if he had been rained off work and would come over and look after them for me, but he was not in, the door rang and there he was 🙂 So I braved the flooded roads and dashed off for shopping while he stayed at home and minded the small people for me.
I got home with the shopping and was just finishing putting it all away and making lunch when Ady arrived home. He was clearly in pain and moped around the house all afternoon while I did the work for him he had come home with the pretense of doing from home. After he had been short with me and the kids a couple of times (utterly unheard of) he suddenly went green and got busy with a tissue – he had burst something on one of his gums and loads of yuck had come out 🙁
So I finally took him seriously that he was not just being crap at dealing with normal pain of wisdom teeth removal and was actually suffering from some sort of infection 🙁
This morning I made him a doctors appointment which he went to and got a load of stick off the doc for not going back to the dentist instead (but we have a private dentist and as the op was done NHS I don’t see why we should pay for follow ups privately) and she finally gave him some antibiotics (he’s allergic to penicillan 🙁 ) but he came back and was convinced he could still feel a bit of tooth in the hole in the gum so I rang the dentist anyway. He is on holiday so I rang the on call dentist covering him and got an appointment for this afternoon. Turns out there is something nasty going on in the gum. It would appear some of the bone underneath has splintered off and was poking through the gum – it had obviously healed over but gotten infected and burst yesterday. The dentist froze him up and tried to pull it out but it wouldn’t come so he has filed it right back and said with lots of cleaning, mouthwashing and the antibiotics hopefully the gum will heal over it ok now. So he is now very very sore but slightly less in infection type pain. Still grumpy though 🙁 and probably with reason…
We’ve been to Ali’s today for a few hours blog bumping which was lovely as usual. Had a gossip, a round up of the weekend’s festivities (odd for her to ‘know’ you all via your blogs and my recounted stories, but you will meet her at halloween of course), talked about all sorts of things including children, extra curricular activites, my bruised leg (I did it in The Portico wagon when P2 picked us up from the hotel and I slipped as I was strapping Tarly in – I have a long purple bruise about 9inches long on one thigh and another on the other shin. I would not normally show off such medals but I had a shortish skirt on and the bottom of the bruise was visible so I felt I had to explain it incase she saw it and wondered whether Ady beats me! We chatted about that too 😉 ) , blogging, work, finances and probably loads of other stuff too. Kids were mildly annoying while we were trying to talk and then finally disappeared into the garden and all came back in completely filthy – probably dreadful parenting but they enjoyed it and we got some much needed peace!
Kids have been shouted at a lot today generally actually, they are both still not quite recovered from late nights at the weekend but I am struggling to discover what to do with them to shake it out of them. Yesterday was quiet, today was a bit more stimulating. Tomorrow we have a meet up at the park for a sort of sports day type event for home ed group (although I think it’s just three families so it is unlikely to be a huge event!) which should at least get them physically worn out so they might just manage an early night. Also seeing Julie and Jenny so that will tick a few of my own socialising boxes too 🙂
Have spent some time this afternoon ringing round and researching various extra curricular stuff for Davies. I’ve got contact details for the local badgers, put his name down for trampolining lessons at the local sports centre, put both of their names down on the year long waiting list for swimming lessons (will investigate other options there for Davies as I am keen to start that sooner for him), found out about a local drama group which looks promising and emailed for more info and got details about a term time after school club which sounds like it might be good for him too. So nothing actually arranged as yet but lots in the pipeline 🙂 If just badgers and the drama come off I will be happy with that and make more of an effort to swim with them both come September just to raise water confidence.
So I think that’s about it from here really. Keep your fingers crossed that Ady’s drugs do work and the dentist has fixed him up to start recovery and hope that the kids manage to get through tomorrow without getting sold on ebay!
oh no, poor Ady, that sounds really horrendous.
All your ‘finding groups’ activity has made me wonder if I ought to sort something similar for Joe – then remembered he’s starting violin in Sept. anyway, plus he already does swimming. So i’m forgetting about it again!
Hope Ady feels better soon 🙂
Ditto for the groups thing. We don’t do anything groupy, I have thought very recently about Badgers but haven’t done anything about it. I looked at Stagecoach as well as we have a little actor in the making too and couldn’t believe the prices! No way he’s going there!
My dad has promised to take him to golf lessons when he’s 6, but I’d ike something in the meantime I think.
Oh POOR Ady. I can definitely sympathise with the bursting pusule in the mouth thing. Hope it improves radically now.
Poor Ady – hope the antibiotics help quickly.
Nice work on the activity hunting thing – it scares me that you did all that after being here and all I did was just lounge on the sofa, pretty much!
Hope Ady’s mouth is less sore soon, poor thing. It does sound painful.
Poor Ady, that sounds very rough.