Three years ago my life was so overwhelming to me that I seriously felt like going to the dentist was a break. I remember getting a crown done on a tooth and thinking how nice and peaceful it was to be able to sit in a chair and not be interrupted. I realized later my thought processes were a little twisted but life was crazy! Well, the tooth I got the crown on still had pain so a year later I went to a different dentist and he redid the crown hoping that it would get rid of the pain when I chewed on hard things. Well, it didn't work either. The next year I had a crown done on a different tooth and was pretty much out of money at that point. Another year passed and I finally got fed up with a tooth that hurts and decided to finally get a root canal done to help the troubled tooth. The endodontist explained that I must have a crack on the tooth and a root canal MIGHT help it if the pain is inside the roots and not on the outside of the roots. I decided to give it a try. As I lay in the chair this morning I was happy that I actually wished I was at home and I didn't feel like being at the dentist was a break. I will admit though that while I am not totally overwhelmed with life anymore, I still must be tired because I think I fell asleep. At first I thought it was going to be horrible because they put this mask over my mouth, (and being a Shields), we tend to breathe through our mouth and so it made me claustrophobic . I realized I could breathe through my nose and calmed down. Well, I am hoping after many dentist appointments and a few thousand dollars later that this is going to work. If not the next step is removing the tooth and getting a fake one. I'm not certain but I can imagine that will cost a pretty penny. Its sad when you want to get a job just to pay for your dentist bills. When we had dental insurance we hardly had any work done but thats the way the cookie crumbles I guess. I am glad that I must have had a good endontist as it didn't seem that bad. I'm still numb however so maybe I'll change my mind in an hour or two.
I can't believe we have a new member of our family in the "pet" category. We got a new yellow labrador dog named Emma yesterday. It is kind of interesting how we ended up with her. Emma was born almost two years in Dec. She was owned by Lynn's co-worker Dean's brother. Lynn had been to their house in St. George before and had seen the mother and said if we ever get a dog he wanted it like that one. So, when the mother had pups Dean asked us if we wanted one. After considering it we decided we were doing good raising 6 kids and couldn't handle training a new pup and so we told them no. A few weeks ago Dean told us we had another chance at the dog because Dean's brother had decided to find her a new home as Emma and her mom were having too much competition between them. Also , their daughter was going to college. So, we decided we couldn't pass up having a trianed dog and took the plunge! We had told Robert and Joanna a dog was coming but not the other kids. When her previous owner brought her to our house yesterday the kids were pretty shocked when they found it it was their new dog! Kyle kept saying "it's not their dog anymore, it's ours, huh? The kids are loving it!!! I can't imagine how many times today our family is going to say the word "Emma" She has been very good so far.
Vickie nursed Robert's leg while Bob gave support. I watched and learned since I now have to start taking care of my kids injuries when Bob and Vickie leave on their mission. (I'm scared as Vickie has already removed stitches twice for us this year). Kyle heard Vickie tell Robert he needed to ice his swollen ankle and he went in the house and prepared a bag of ice himself. It was so cute. 
Bad hair day!
