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Jacob and Katie are going to EFY at BYU from June 1-6, so we are all going along to play in Utah for the week. We want to leave by 10 am on Saturday morning. Getting our family out the door and into the van takes, frankly, super human effort and patience. When we do finally leave on a trip, it is never on time. So I decided to start ahead. My goal was to get most of the laundry done, shop for some items for the trip, give children a list of things to gather, and finish up packing the van Friday night.
That plan went smoothly, right up until 10 am Tuesday morning when I had a dentist appointment. The filling was pretty bad, and it left me with swollen, bleeding gums and taking 800 mg of Ibuprofen. Then Rich had his dentist appointment Wednesday afternoon. No bleeding gums, but repairing a cracked tooth left him with serious tooth pain, too. Did we mention Anna is cutting eye teeth?
The final straw to my great plans came last night at 3 am when I awoke to throbbing pain on the entire right side of my mouth. It was a far-too-familiar pain telling me that I needed a root canal in my newly filled tooth. So today Rich spent the morning getting me an appointment, and I spent the rest of the day getting a root canal and a prescription to Vicodin. Why do these things happen just when you are trying to go on a vacation?! Well, at least we got it all done before the trip (well, except Anna's teething)!