Horrible Weekend, At Least The Week Is Getting Better
It's been a rough weekend, and the week so far has followed suit to some extent.
Not a good weekend
On Sunday, my Godson decided to go to church to see his Grandmother. She told him to F***-off. He was devastated. It had been 8 months since Robin died. She meant a great deal to our Godson as well. So with that and what his Grandmother said to him. She was the only real family member who he thought still cared about him. Those two things sent him over the edge and he called Mental Health and said he was contemplating suicide. The police were called for his own protection, they took him in to Mental Health in handcuffs. They released him yesterday. He's doing better. Mental Health will be doing some follow up visits starting tomorrow.
Then last night I sneezed very hard and didn't think anything of it. Then about five minutes later I was spitting out a broken front crown. sigh... I stayed up all night making sure I didn't cut my lip with the tooth that was sticking out, as well as making sure I didn't break any more. I went to the dentist this morning and sat there for two hours while they worked on me. I have a temporary in place right now. I need to get a special mouth guard. It's not cheap, but it will protect my new crowns more efficiently than a cheap one or a cotton sock. yuck!
It's not all bad:
I updated some more photos from last night's drive out West, three counties worth. We saw a stream, a great sunset, some dear, and some old burnt out buildings. I let ratlan use the new camera for more than half the time. He's getting used to it. This is good. He may end up getting his own one day. Tonight we're heading out to get some more night shots. I need the practice.
*****HUGS*****
Not a good weekend
On Sunday, my Godson decided to go to church to see his Grandmother. She told him to F***-off. He was devastated. It had been 8 months since Robin died. She meant a great deal to our Godson as well. So with that and what his Grandmother said to him. She was the only real family member who he thought still cared about him. Those two things sent him over the edge and he called Mental Health and said he was contemplating suicide. The police were called for his own protection, they took him in to Mental Health in handcuffs. They released him yesterday. He's doing better. Mental Health will be doing some follow up visits starting tomorrow.
Then last night I sneezed very hard and didn't think anything of it. Then about five minutes later I was spitting out a broken front crown. sigh... I stayed up all night making sure I didn't cut my lip with the tooth that was sticking out, as well as making sure I didn't break any more. I went to the dentist this morning and sat there for two hours while they worked on me. I have a temporary in place right now. I need to get a special mouth guard. It's not cheap, but it will protect my new crowns more efficiently than a cheap one or a cotton sock. yuck!
It's not all bad:
I updated some more photos from last night's drive out West, three counties worth. We saw a stream, a great sunset, some dear, and some old burnt out buildings. I let ratlan use the new camera for more than half the time. He's getting used to it. This is good. He may end up getting his own one day. Tonight we're heading out to get some more night shots. I need the practice.
*****HUGS*****