Puppies, Teeth, Ears, and Wheezing

Life is shit. Literally.

Yes, they are adorable. Not all parts, though.

Okay, let’s start with the beginning of my day. An explanation is required first.

I have 6 upper teeth left, all but one front teeth. There is one back tooth left, but it’s missing its crown, so it’s just a stub. I can’t afford a new crown until January, when my insurance year starts. I’ve already used up my crown allowance for this year.

I have a partial, but I haven’t been able to put it in for almost three weeks, because I had a tooth pulled, and the area around it is still too sensitive to handle being touched by the partial. So I have a chewing problem. I manage most of the time, but not chewing food as well as I should leads to digestive problems.

So the beginning of my day including cleaning myself, the bathroom, and the sheets from results of my digestive problem. (I’m sparing you as much detail as I can while still getting my point across.)

I just ended my day (almost) by cleaning up digestive results of three puppies. Normally that’s not too much of a problem; however, this time all three puppies were awake, playful, and “helping” me with the cleaning. Let’s just say I could have done without their “help.”

So my life is shit — shit from getting old, and shit from being young.