Update (I have to vent)

As you have probably previously read, I had my wisdom teeth removed a week ago. All went smooth and great... until day 5. Needless to say, the last couple days have been hell! My mom told me I've got to write this down, so I will. Enjoy the ride while I vent! Our oven broke on Tuesday so Wednesday we had an appliance guy come to fix it. Well, the ignitor died so it cost us $250 to fix it. Then, we had a plumber come because of the flooding in the dowstairs guest room. Long story short, $600 for that. No problemo cause we're made of money,right? NO! Then, that night at midnight I developed the dreaded "dry socket" in my right wisdom-toothless crater. Now if any of you don't know what that wonderful thing feels like, well, imagine child birth in your mouth. It SUCKS!!! I had no more pain meds either cause I figured I'd just "tough it out". Brilliant! So we called Suzie to ask her advice since she's a dental assistant. She confirmed the likely hood of dry socket and headed over with her sweet mom to bring me some much needed LorTab...at midnight! Bless their hearts! She checked my mouth and sure enough...she could see all the way to the bone. Yikes! Wouldn't you know that the next morning was Pioneer Day?! Which for most of the world means nothing. But in Utah that means everyone is off work. Including my Oral Surgeon! Scott had to work of coarse. Grrr. So that next morning I head to Suzie's dental office and she packs this crap in the socket and it hurt like hell. But she fixed it! Yeah, what a doll! So home I go to take it easy. Or so I thought. Not even 2 hours later I lost the blood clot on the left side, creating dry socket on the left! You've got to be kidding! There I am alone with 3 kids and in tremendous pain. I swear if I owned a gun, I would have shot myself! So again I call Suzie. She heads over and tries to pack the left side. (Again, hurts like hell!) She couldn't get it because of the stitches I have from the surgery. So we load up and head to her office again. (It's not exactly close either). She packs it and whala...all better! Hardly any more pain. Just soreness and a disgusting constant taste in my mouth. She is my hero!!!!! I get home and just as the doorbell rings (it's the UPS guy bringing my valances that I REALLY want up) Shayla barfs all over the dining room table and floor! Seriously! So I grab Peyton before she crawls in it and lock her and Kaleigh in another room while I spent the next hour cleaning, scrubbing, mopping and bathing a child. Nice, eh? So if anyone could tell me where to find that famous money tree, and sanity, I would appreciate it! Thanks... :)
A HUGE thanks to Suzie for saving my life! I really wanted to rip my head off from the pain. Dry socket SUCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!