In an hour I'll be going with my husband to a dental surgeon who will prepare him for two new implanted teeth. He can't have anything to eat or drink before. That is, he has to face the situation decaffeinated and hangry. He seems edgy, cranky, and anxious. He likes to be left alone when he's like this, and I'm happy to comply. However, I'm empathizing like crazy in the other room, unbeknownst to him.
I'm wondering if I have enough soft things in the house for him to eat for the next couple of days. I should have bought bananas yesterday so I could make him a smoothie later today. Oh well, I can always go grocery shopping. Or, better yet, I could ORDER food to be delivered!
They won't let me wait inside the reception room in the dental office because of COVID. I have to sit in the car and wait for God knows how long. Luckily it is isn't blisteringly hot today. I am able to open the car windows and read my book while enjoying a slight breeze. What am I reading? The Plague of Doves, by Louise Erdrich. Good stuff.
Surgery is over and all went well. The kindly dental assistant slowly walked him out to our car. I couldn't figure out if I should jump out and take over for her or not. So I didn't. I think that was the right thing to do? Narrow space between cars and all. It is SO hard to figure out when to prove one's love, or when to show restraint. I have a hard time with all that.
We are home. The kindly dental assistant easily put him in the passenger seat. And he was feeling no pain, thanks to modern medicine. That's why I drove. He usually drives and seemed uncomfortable with my driving. In spite of his mouth being stuffed with padding, he tried to tell me how to maneuver the roads. Eventually he resorted to pointing at street signs, so I wouldn't miss them, ha! He even gave me a thumbs up when I got in the right lane. I showed restraint AND proved my love at the same time. That one was easy.
Apparently he took selfies of his sorry looking self immediately upon waking up from surgery in the doctor's office. Always the funny man! He also posted them on his Facebook page. Sheesh. His FB friends are concerned. I'm trying to pretend I didn't notice the post.
Groceries are on their way. I ordered a lot of ice cream.
Is it wrong of me to be happy because I can drink all the wine alone tonight?