Summertime’s Calling Me!
My writing life has been derailed this week by a visit from the Crown Prince, aka my son, Alex.
Alex came home to get his wisdom teeth extracted, and I’ve been his chauffeur, nurse, cook, and maid. As you can see, I haven’t been doing a stellar job on the maid part.
My blogging will be pretty spotty for the rest of July. I am planning to do some of this:
And this:
IT’S DIFFERENT NOW THAT SUMMERTIME’S CALLING ME!
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My best to Alex- I still remember having all four of mine out. It was worse than childbirth, without the joyous outcome.
Mirka, they've come a long way baby on the wisdom teeth extraction. Alex was prescribed a steroid to prevent swelling, pain pills, anti-nausea meds so the pain pills wouldn't upset his stomach, and an antibiotic. The day of surgery was bad, but by day two, Alex was on the mend.