It's ironic that February is pet dental care month.

If you recall, last February, I had broken my second tooth but fortunately (or so I thought at the time), it was decided that they could just paint it with a special dental paint and that it would probably be all right.  The bosses were told what to look for if the paint wasn't good enough and the tooth would have to come out.

Fast forward a year.  Again, it is pet dental care month.  Again, I'm having tooth problems.  On Saturday, the bosses noticed that I had this swelling under my right eye.  They emailed Dr. Hathorn with some pictures and talked to her.  She said to come on in.  Well, I really (really, really, really) didn't want to do go to the veterinary clinic so I used the power of positive thought to reduce the swelling and guess what... it worked!  By appointment time the swelling had been reduced.  The bosses were concerned about that painted tooth but my gums didn't seem puffy or sensitive and the tooth itself looked fine.  So, knowing that Dr. Hathorn was working Sunday as well, they decided to give it a day and see what would happen.

So Sunday rolls around and guess what, not only is it as big as it was Saturday morning, now it is sensitive to touch (I had to scratch it oh so gently when it itched), but now my gums were a little puffy too.  Oh, and my lymph nodes were enlarged on that side of my head! 
 
Well, if you know my story, you know how worrisome that is, so off I go to see Dr. Hathorn.  Okay, not a fun way to spend a Sunday afternoon.  Plus I was scheduled to get rawhide Sunday night.  You can imagine what happened to that plan.

So, I'm sure you know where this is heading.  She says that a week after taking a drug that severely depresses the immune system is not ideal for a tooth extraction but that if my lymph nodes were enlarged near the infection (but thankfully not anywhere else), that I still am having an immune response and it is MUCH better to take care of this before things get worse.  So, Monday morning rolls around and sure enough, the boss man brings me to the Animal Care Clinic where Dr. Egan (the newest member of the clinic) is going to pull that bad tooth.  Oh well, it isn't like it was a fancy gold painted tooth or anything.

So, I'm supposed to be able to come home around 1:00 pm EST.  I'm keeping my dewclaws crossed that it won't be a minute later.

Oh, and if you thought maybe that would get me off the hook for my CBC later in the week, well, then you'd be wrong.  Dr. Hathorn said it is too early to do the blood work so I still have to go back on Thursday.  Yuck I say.

Well, that's about it for me.  I hope you are all having a much better Monday that I am!

TTFN,
Little Bit