Years ago, I had a root canal on the tooth. It has a permanent crown. But what I have now is a “failed root canal” and I have a large infection around the base of root of the tooth. No big deal for a dentist. After some antibiotics, Vicodin for painkiller, I am smooth sailing. This afternoon will be the final step to make it better. There is thankfulness for my infection and failed root canal.
Because we live 100 miles from a town of more than 1000 people. We live in the most elderly county per capita in the United States. But we have a dentist. Not just any run of the mill dentist, a young dentist with superb dental school training, big city experience and he chose our small town to take over an long time dental practice. He married a woman originally from Philippines who was working at our local hospital. Now they have a baby. We now have a rural dentist with roots here. He relieved my pain yesterday.
Unabashedly, I learned I would rather have a baby than have the tooth pain I had yesterday afternoon. I am thankful for rural medicine. For rural dentists. For rural doctors. I’m even thankful for root canals. I can’t imagine living on the prairie without them.
Tomorrow, after a little recovery tonight, I will be in the eye of the oil field where through my work we are a part of the Pride of Dakota showcase where 95 small businesses will be selling their North Dakota products. I’m very excited to take pictures and blog about life in the center of the oil boom.
My last thankfulness of today is for my family. It’s chaotically busy this week. Track meets. State music. Piano recital. All for our teenager. But we have been sticking together and family helps out through the busy schedules and unexpected root canal for me.
|Miss E makes me smile, even on the day I’m having a mighty root canal. This was her chosen outfit today.|
I am thankful.
Linking up today with Wife of a Dairyman for Thankful Thursday…