Sunday, November 13, 2022

 Dear Kids,

Sharon and Matthew are coming this Friday, but I don’t know exactly what their schedule will be.  Saturday they’ll be going to the BYU-Dixie game with several of you, and I hope it won’t be too cold.  Winter has hit really early this year!  Thankfully cougar stadium will be a little warmer than Kamas Valley.  Sharon said they’d manage with layers and hand warmers.  No stoppin’ the fun!

The misery of my life goes on and on. Tuesday I had to have a tooth pulled, and since my body doesn’t heal, I’ve been in a world of pain.  I thought it was going to be a simple root canal, when the tooth started throbbing, but Dr. Condie’s x-ray showed that the bone was mostly disintegrated and the roots were infected.  He hoped the tooth would pop right out, but it took lots of hammering and chipping and drilling.  When my jaw thawed out that night the pain was easily a 10.  I had Dad give me a blessing and that helped a lot.  Since then I’ve been on non-stop oxycodone, some of it from old prescriptions I’ve kept on hand.  (There’s a limit to what dentists can prescribe.)  If you have anything on hand and want to contribute to my pain relief, I won’t say no.

But there’s no stopping the fun.  We’ll be having book club today at 5 pm, and we’re discussing Tales of a Fourth Grade nothing.  I had never read it before, so I really enjoyed it, except for all the examples of bad parenting.  You can bet I never spoiled any of you kids like “cute” little Fudge is spoiled.  More on that tonight!

  And Thanksgiving is starting to shape up!  So far, we’re having Nora’s family, Vanessa’s, and Allen, and I hope there will be a few more.  When my tooth pain settles down, I’ll be making phone calls.  I know it will be fun, whoever comes!

I’ve never had much good to say about Costco, but they evidently have the best prices on hearing aids, so Dad and I bought a membership and I went in for a hearing evaluation.  I flunked.  They ordered hearing aids for me (after we paid) and they’ll be in next Saturday.  So maybe by next Sunday I’ll be hearing what most of you are saying, and not just nodding and pretending.  How exciting is that?

Life is good, no matter what.  Love, Mom