Never a Dull Moment

Just when I think things are settling down, I get thrown a curve ball.

Since a week or two ago, Genius Golfer has had some increasingly severe pain in one of his teeth.  Over the weekend the pain got severe enough that Tylenol and Advil weren't touching it.  He took a leftover Lortab sometime Saturday night and was completely loopy on Sunday.  (Funny for me; not so much for him.)

Today he finally let me get him an appointment to see our dentist, who graciously saw him as soon as GG could get there.  Yep.  It is time for a root canal.  I figured as much.

So the insurance we do have, doesn't cover any endodontic work.  A root canal is done by an endodontist.  Figures.  Again.

But with some shuffling of money--that is what an emergency fund is for, right?!--he is scheduled for a root canal tomorrow morning about 7 AM.  The endo's office will give us a discount for paying in cash, but it is still quite a chunk of change to put down.  I'm telling myself, "It's only money...this is what moneys is for...and GG is in a lot of pain and needs this done sooner than later."

I never seem to get too comfortable.  And I guess that is just was well.  Curve balls happen and, luckily, we are flexible enough to handle them when they do.  Plus, GG on good drugs for recovery could be pretty funny!