…and had waited since the last visit to get in.
He x-rayed, agreed, and set the actual appointment for 10th Aug. Meanwhile I still have a sore tooth. And now I have a headache.
Rats.
The air here is wretched, second-hand from somewhere: I haven’t had allergy this bad since Oklahoma or the heart of fire season. I really need my brain.
It’s just one of those days. Grump.
I should go out and sand down the baseboards for my room and varnish them. I haven’t the energy. Grump.

On the other hand, the sun hasn’t gone nova, nothing has hit the planet, and there’s not as much off as could be, on any given day, so I suppose I’d better pick up and get busy.