So last night I was munching on some Jello Popcorn. For those who don't know what that is or think it sounds gross, it is basically candy-coated popcorn. You simply mix some butter, sugar, corn syrup, and a package of Jello mix, boil it for a minute and pour it over popcorn. Then you stir it up and let it cool and wah la! You have a delicious, unhealthy snack.
Anyways, I was munching on some of this strawberry amazing-ness and listening to my husband tell me a story when all of the sudden my tongue was being poked. Thinking I had sticky popcorn kernel residue in my teeth I attempted to dislodge it with my tongue only to discover there was nothing there. And by nothing I mean there was a gaping hole in my bottom left molar. I ran to the bathroom and pulled back my cheek. To my horror, I was right. An old filling had been popped right out of my tooth by that sticky yummy stuff! There was a huge gap right in the side of my poor tooth.
Here is the lucky part about this whole thing: I am not in pain. If it had been a deeper filling I probably would have spent the next 24 hours crying, because it was Sunday and dentist offices aren't usually open Sundays (especially in Rexburg, Mormon town). Plus, I am limited on what pain medications I could take since I'm pregnant. No ibuprofen! I still wanted to cry though. Not because of the hole in my tooth. It's in the back of my mouth, so no one would be able to see it. The power steering on our car just went out though, and I lost a job that gave me about ten hours of work a week. Money is a little tighter until my sweet husband starts working full time in a couple of weeks, and fixing a tooth is expensive. Explain this logic to me: getting one little tooth fixed will cost us about the same as getting our car fixed, which probably weights several hundred pounds. I just don't get it, although if I was a dentist, I would probably charge that much too. They have to pay off dental school somehow, don't they? I will consider it a generous donation that slightly murders my wallet.
On the upside, I have a wonderful husband that calms me down and tells me I am worth the money of getting my tooth fixed. I really don't know what I would do without him. I don't think he even knows 80% of the things he does to make me feel about ten-times better than I would have without him there. On an entirely different topic from teeth, but on the note of money, I was thinking about how finances is one of the things studies say can tear a marriage to shreds. I haven't been married for very long, but I can see why it is such a big problem for so many people. I have learned though, that if you don't blame a tight budget on your spouse and recognize where they are trying hard, it makes everything better and allows you to love them even more instead of getting angry. I am the one who got laid off recently, but my husband has never blamed me for it. In fact, I think he was happy, because now I am home when he gets off work. I am happier because I have more time to reach my own goals such as doing more artwork (to sell once I have made enough of it), playing my flute again, cleaning the apartment so it's not trashed every time we get home. I've also noticed that on days when I am exhausted from trying to work my other jobs he feels guilty that I have to work at all. I honestly think he would be happy if I could stay at home with the baby and keep the house clean and paint. I certainly would love that! Sometimes he apologizes to me that I have to work. That really surprised me, because my first thought it usually, "Holy cow, I should be doing so much more than I am doing to help our finances." I really am blessed to have such a wonderful man in my life.
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