Have you ever had one of those days where it seems that nothing goes right? A day when everything that can go wrong does go wrong? Yep! Me too.
In 1972, Judith Viorst published a book about that type of day called Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. The gist of the book is that Alexander is having one of those days and he think he’ll move to Australia. But in the end his mother points out that some days are just like that...even in Australia.
For a few weeks now, I’ve had a tooth that has been hurting. For a few weeks now, I’ve been able to manage the pain with over the counter medication. For a few weeks now, I’ve known that Sunday night was coming.
Sunday night the over the counter pain reliever would not relieve the pain...plus another tooth was also hurting. Try as I might, I could not sleep at all.
So Monday morning I was told to call the dentist (there’s one in Bentonville who, well, she and her husband are the ones who started Bentonville Christian Academy, so I called her).
She took the x-rays and said the one on the top either needed a root canal or extraction...my choice. But the one on the bottom, well, she wanted me to go see an oral surgeon because something “funny” was going on with the roots. They made me an appointment for Tuesday.
To make a long story short (too late!) on Monday, April 18 I am having two teeth surgically extracted. The OS recommended general anesthesia (he thought the roots were “funny” too - I’ve yet to see the humor). So as long as I’m out, he may as well get both of them.
Monica has assured me she will have her video camera rolling as I wake up...just in case someone in the room has two heads or the like (right, Addison!).
So, why am I telling you this? Two reasons. First, does anyone want to help me purchase a plane ticket to Australia?
Second, because this “minor surgery” is a big thing to me and I covet and request your prayers: for me, the success of the procedure, and for my family...especially Monica (I’m not exactly the most patient of patients).
I am a big believer in the power of prayer: when times are going good, but especially on terrible, horrible, no good, very bad days...even in Australia!