Monthly Archives: September 2007

Root Canal

Laura The phrase that strikes fear into all adults who hear it.

This has been an extremely bad year dentally for me. First my lower left baby premolar gave up the ghost, necessitating getting it pulled and replaced by an implant. Then in April my top right second-from-the-back molar started getting sensitive to cold. Several attempts over the months by my dentist to repair the underlying problems (bad filling, crack, exposed root—yes, I abused my teeth when I was a kid) were fruitless. The tooth just got worse and worse; and finally, after almost a week of excruciating pain (couldn’t eat, couldn’t sleep), today I went to the endodontist to get the dreaded root canal.

Actually, after the buildup, the root canal itself was almost completely painless. I barely felt the anesthetic injections (all four of them). At the beginning there was a second of mild discomfort; that was the endodontist pulling out the remnants of the tooth’s pulp, most of which was already dead. After that I didn’t feel a thing, which made me mightily relieved. The procedure was long (two hours) and labour-intensive for the endodontist (lots of scrubbing the inside of the tooth with long, tiny files).

As the anesthetic wore off, however, I felt as though I had been run over by a truck (and note that the only other time I’ve ever used that simile was when I gave birth). It was worse than before the root canal; every part of my head hurt and all I could do was to try to become one with the couch and whimper. Poor Peter.

Now, several hours later, the Advil and Tylenol seem to have kicked in and hopefully I’ll be able to keep the pain under some semblance of control until the inflammation goes down. And maybe tomorrow I’ll be able to eat something more substantial than porridge.

My Weekend

Jon (Editing advice given by Jon’s teacher and daddy, who happened to be at school)

Sept 21/07

During MEDEK I will watch Dr. Seuss. I will listen to the story The Cat In The Hat. At the very end of the story The Cat In The Hat I will watch the credits. I’ll clap to the beat of the credit music. After sapper I would like to watch the video Totoro because I like to see the pictures. They are colorfull and interesting. I like to go to bed later on Friday nights. The I sleep in on Saturday morning.

Jonathan

Doggy Class

Jon (Completed independently by Jon)

Sept. 20/07

I like to go to doggy class with Photon. I was listening to mack the nife on the iPod. When we got there they played musical chairs. Then they played some doggy games. Daddy’s back was herting because Daddy can’t lift me. I went back into the car to go back home. We got home at eight o’clock. Tonight I’m going to watch Totoro again.

Jon

3rd Doggie Degree

Laura and Photon with certificate
Laura and Photon (with new tug toy prize)

Peter Photon has now just graduated from “Step Ahead”, her third Who’s Walking Who doggie training class and what a finish it was! On the last night of classes, they do some review, and then they always play games for Bonus Bones, which are little slips of paper that are later entered into a draw (the better you do in the games, the better your chances in the draw).

Previously, Photon has been sharp in class, but in the games…well, she has been known to completely forget everything she ever learned, ever. There’s nothing like being in a timed competition with your teammates staring at you and having your dog looking at you absolutely blankly, as if it just met you. Add to that the fact that one of our classmates was an off-duty instructor training her super-well-behaved Italian Greyhound Phoebe, and we sensed defeat again!

It wasn’t so bad. After a rocky start (a game of “Sparky Says” which was—let’s face it—a test of the attention span of the owners), Photon did really well in games like:

all of the musical chairs contestants
Musical Chairs is about to begin. Laura is hidden in the interlaced chairs

Musical Chairs: Everyone sits in a chair, then walk with your dog around the circular course around when the music plays. One chair is taken away. When the music stops, have your dog sit and stay some distance from the chairs and then go to take a seat. If your dog gets up or lies down while you are sitting you must leave your seat and go towards your dog to get it to sit again. Referee calls time each session, and the person without a seat is out. This goes until one dog is left.

dogs
Mid-Musical Chairs.

There was some subterfuge, as one of the owners of her playoff rival Milo surreptitiously snapped his fingers to try and break Photon’s concentration. Nice try. But it didn’t work and she took the prize. 😀

dogs and owners playing bang
Owners, prepare to Bang. In the field: Piper, Duke, Milo, Photon, Phoebe.

Bang: Sit and stay your dog, then walk to the middle of the room with your back to your dog. The referee calls out “Bang” and the owners turn and tell their dogs to go “Down” from their position (called “down at a distance”). Photon won twice! We realize today that this was a bit rigged. We were sitting nearest to the well-trained Phoebe, and farthest from the less doctrinaire Piper, a big hairy fellow who decided that if his owner had her back to him, he wasn’t on duty, so he charged over to take earnest beagle Duke and the two snowballed over to take Milo out of the play. If the two keener dogs had been away from each other, who knows what chaos would have ensued. Cheque’s in the mail, Piper.

Laura and Photon with in down

Food on the Floor: Down and stay your dog then walk to the middle of the room, leaving a piece of food about 12 feet away. If a dog gets up to get it, he/she is out. Then return and treat the dog. Repeat with food only 8 feet away from the dog. Then about 3.5 feet away, with a wager of already won Bonus Bones to make things interesting. Photon co-won!

At the end of the night came the draw. Photon had good odds, but better yet Jon was the official drawer—he’s been to each class, actually, and we had yet to win—but this time Mr. Integrity drew Photon’s name from the basket. She won a brand new tug toy, which she’s now happily tearing apart!

Saturday mornings are great for……

Jon (A creative writing piece written by Jon. His teacher has been working with him on polishing his stories, so there is some teacherly prompting to complete his storywriting. —L)

Sept. 13/07

Saturday mornings are great for going to Grandma and Grandpa’s house. I like to go to other places too. I like to go to Maghin and Austain’s house. On Saturday mornings I like to have something to eat. My favorite restront is Il Fornello. I like to eat two pieces of pizza.
I like to go to out with my mom and dad and have fun. Saturday mornings are great!

Jon

(An aside about pizza at Il Fornello: The whole family had had mild stomach bugs the last couple of weeks of summer. (Yes, that’s foreshadowing.) On Sunday the 2nd we went to Fornello for dinner to celebrate the end of summer. Jon wolfed his usual adult-size pizza with his usual satisfied gusto; then started looking sick, and upchucked the entire meal all over his plate. Props to Fornello Danforth’s staff for their quick reactions. Poor Jon!)

My Berthday

Jon (“Disk five” belongs to the new box set of The Animaniacs that we got him for a birthday present.—L)

Sept. 13/07

I sang the somg Happy Berthday. I like to cellabrate my berthday. I like to eat cupcakes. The cupcakes look yummy. I like to have a party. My berthday was yesterday on Wednesday September 12/07. I blew out the candle. At lunch I was singing Happy Berthday. I love to have a cupcake. It tasts very good. I had a great day. Tonight I’m going to watch disk five with Good idea Bad idea on it.

Jon