Poor Tim, no one wants to win the Worst Birthday Competition.
To be fair, I think Trudy has this one sewn up, pretty much forever.
Yeah, unexpected bleeding doesn't come close to 9/11.
The tea bag trick stopped the bleeding after an hour or so, and it's still okay this morning, but he just called the periodontist and they want to see him this afternoon anyway, which I think is a good thing.
Man, when your loved one starts producing large amounts of blood (well, comparatively -- for a mouth, that was a whole fucking LOT), it's freaky as hell. I stayed calm externally for Tim's sake (and because freaking out accomplishes nothing), but Jesus Christ, that scared the shit out of me.
I'm glad the tea bag trick worked!
It's like magic. Well, slow magic.
I'm glad to hear Tim is doing better. That sounded like all kinds of scary.
Glad Tim's mouth is better!
Yeah, that sounds really scary. Glad things look better this morning.
Well, slow magic.
"It's not magic, it's chemistry. You can tell because it's so slow."
Respect the chemistry, gums of Tim.
Good to hear all is well, gum-wise.
Sending no more bleeding~ma to Tim. And a belated Happy Birthday.
Last night I walked down to PF Chang's hoping to sit at the bar and have dinner. But the place was beyond packed and there was NO BAR. There was no way I was going to wait for a table for one, so I went back to the steak house at the hotel. I figured if I just ordered an appitizer and soup, it couldn't be too much. I added one drink and my bill was $50!!! For just me, so french onion soup, crab stuffed portobella and a whiskey. That will be fun to explain on my expense sheet.
But still, NO BAR?!?!? There are plenty of other restuarants with bars in Salt Lake...