What a day!
Woke up to find my front tooth, right in the middle of my mouth, is broken.... oh great... no idea how it happened... probably like all the others... I ground my damn teeth in my sleep.
9.30am - deliver a bottle of dog urine to the vet. Poor old Louie's kidneys are apparently failing. Try not to look disgusted as I hand over the piss that we had to collect and deliver, and I still get charged a bomb - huh? They should play me. At least it wasn't a poo sample - you can see at this stage I am still positive.
10.30 - I hit the dentist at exactly 10.30. Unfortunately, that was the time I was meant to be at the doctor who is three suburbs away. Crapola!
11.00 - Tad late for the doctor. Not too worry. Wow, your lungs sound bad. Um... that'll be why I am at the doctors! You need a medical certificate for this week? Um.. no, I went to work this week. Why is your eye swollen? Umm... I was hoping you would tell me!
11.30 - Hit the chemist. Spend a fortune and try not to look angry. Did I mention I have a pig stye in my eye? What, you can't see it. That'll be because it is on the inside of my damn eye lid! Yes, it does hurt - lots!
1.00 - Hit the dentist at 1.00 pm when I was actually meant to be there. Emerge with a fixed tooth - I will not say anything about pain, suffering and cost. (I think I must have paid to have relations with the receptionist, nurse and dentist... but I just can't remember it. Given the cost, it must have been really good.)
For those of you who worked today - GOOD MOVE!
Poor thing but I couldnt help but laugh, sorry!!! We all have days like that, luckily they are far and few between.
Feel free to laugh Shirley-Alison. I try to keep a sense of humour about these things.