Early one morning, Sock Ministry, now it's teeth..

Early this morning, window open all night because I can, and here's the late summer view

My little yard, then left toward Gary, right toward Aditha. Mourning doves giving background music.

And yesterday was a day of consultation with the dentist after my tooth collapsed Sunday night, then with the doctor about whether to do the Prolia injection Friday for osteoporosis, because of this new situation. 

After a miserable day of passing time till my late afternoon appointment, I finally got to the dentist, who said a crown is needed. First dental work in years. Usually they clean, xray, empty my wallet, wave goodbye. 

He tells me the Prolia isn't an issue since he's not touching bone. Apparently if they extract a tooth, that's different. So I expect my doctor will get back to me today to let me know.

This is shaping up to be the Summer of Expensive Doctors, this week being the most: 

Monday dentist,  $1100, Thursday eyedoctor, $3000,  final post operative checkup, Friday rheumatologist injection, the only one covered by Medicare.  Gosh, hardly time to knit. Or to figure out how to keep up with the medical bills.

Handsome Son will drive me to main dentist appointment, end of next week, because it's long and I think I'll be tired out, not good for driving home, otherwise I could have got step one done yesterday.

But the good news is that yesterday I drove to the dentist, two towns over, traffic, complex intersections, and home just fine. I was exhausted from the general doings and slept as soon as I got home.

And the car did one of those loud clanging alerts and flashing screens on exactly the same stretch of road for the third time, nearly sending me off the road in surprise, all to say low tire pressure. Not a blowout as you might think from the hysteria. But I wonder why the same stretch of road, yet again. Seems woo-woo.

The other good thing is that the injection and possible aftereffects will be a week in rhe rearview mirror by the time of the first crown appointment.

Also the thriftie is in that neighborhood, so after the second crown appointment, maybe I'll stop in  and check the leather bags for that slipper-making I was talking about.  Just a carrot for the falling-apart donkey here.

Meanwhile on that most miserable day, the mailman brought two parcels, and a surge in good spirits, contents for the Sock Ministry, courtesy of Joanne

The two wooden tools are an old darning egg and and a future nostepinne, for winding center-pull balls of yarn.

Wonderful plans here. And the donor agreed I could legitimately divert some yarn to a sock or two for the knitter, having made a lot of pairs to donate. I've been very careful to use the Ministry-donated yarn only for the people it's intended for, despite some temptation.

The other good news yesterday was a shout-out from the Knitting Ministry sisters' newsletter, very nice to keep the knitter's spirits up

All in all, on balance a good day after all.

And I watched the end of The Crown, definitely best season yet. It was so much better acted, directed, everything than Season Three.  I think the actors were a level up, just very moving. I even began to feel for Charles, amazingly. They're a pretty grubby bunch, all said and done. Great drama though.

And here's a piglet taking her bath at the Squirrelwood Sanctuary. 

This was a while back. Now all grown up, she could nicely wear the tub as a hat.

Happy day everyone.  Keep well, make sure, if you're in the US, that you're registered to vote. Good vibes to Ukraine on their upcoming counteroffensive.