Yada Yada Yada

So we haven't blogged in a while because I am depressed about my tooth. But that is neither here nor there...I have to get a root canal and a crown for my front right tooth. I guess...if I am going to knock a tooth out from its root, that sledding in Switzerland is the way to do it.

Any of you had root canals? 'Cause if so, I'd like to hear if it was just awful...or bearable...or a piece of cake!

I also went on Wednesday to get my nose checked out since the end of it is still hurting just a tiny bit when I pick my nose too rigorously or try to push it to one side or another. I went to my ENT (Ear/Nose/Throat) guy and he said nothing was broken and my nasal passages are still straight. So hopefully, I didn't do any other damage. But while he checked out my nose, he decided to check out my ears...

And he decided to vacuum out my right ear. I have a tendency to build ear wax in my right ear by no fault of my own. He kept pulling small-ish pieces of ear wax out and saying, "This is incredible! It's so big! I have to go in again!"

Now, if the ENT doctor thinks it's incredible, you know it's no exaggeration of the truth. Then, he apparently got to a stoppage so big, he had to flush my ear out with water and out came a piece about the size of my thumbnail.

To which he stopped, showed it to me, and said, "You see this? This was in your ear. This is incredible because you have a very small ear canal."

Glad he thought it was "incredible." He must be in the right profession.

He did the same thing to me last year about this time...and the last time I had to get this done, on the same ear, I was at A&M.

Yea! 120 Euro to pull out my earwax. Should have just left good enough alone with my nose!

On a less disgusting note...

On Wednesday, I was cooking steamed salmon with ginger/green onions with Michael. And I let him do quite a bit. Put all the ginger/onions/salmon on each plate to steam, dump in rice to be cooked/etc. And while I was stirring the soy sauce on the stove, he hugged me really big...and said, "I love you Mommy."

Now doesn't that just warm your heart? I might have a little chef on my hands because he really really loves to cook.

Love,
P