Another tricky day
Julia had a bad cavity which had to be pulled out yesterday. It was a baby tooth that hadn't come loose yet, but still . . . I took her to a dentist this summer to have the cavity looked at but they refused to do service because she kept putting her hands up to block her mouth. I told them she had a sensory disorder but they said they wouldn't work on her. It really depressed me. I mean, what the hell do you do for your kid when someone won't help them? If you know Julia, then you know she wasn't in there biting people and swatting at them. She was just putting her hands up in protest. They could have asked me to come in and help calm her down.
Anyway, Halloween did her no favors and that cavity became worse this last week. I searched the internet in a panic trying to get someone who would help and found a children's dentist who said he'd see her. He was great. Calm and kind.
So anyway, that's all fixed now, though the whole thing has depressed me. Being a mom is soul-destroying sometimes, ain't it?
The good news is my writing block has eased off a bit and I'm slowly writing again. It's been since August! Maybe I lost the joy. Not sure, but thank god it's coming back. I need to write to save me from myself. If you haven't noticed, I can be a real debbie downer. It ain't fun.