I spent 3 hours at the dentist this morning. Another chapter to my saga of dental nightmares and exactly how much pain I can endure before I burst into tears and/or pass out. This time, I decided not to have any drugs. That was dumb. Somehow I made it through, having suffered a major anxiety attack and a possible OD on the anesthetic.
I went straight to work, and within an hour the numbness wore off and I was almost incapacitated with pain. Tylenol helped that, but I still feel foggy, disoriented and have discovered a nice slice on the underside of my tongue. It hurts like a bitch, and keeps bleeding. Awesome. Total shots: 6. Including one on the roof of my mouth. I can't catch a break.
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On a good note, T-Bone has been doing really well lately. His body looks fantastic right now - thanks so adding corn and a calorie supplement to his food. Holy cow he looks sexy! Work has been going well. We took some steps back in order to really work on relaxation and working over the back. He knows how to do movements through Third Level, but I need to make sure the foundation is correct before really pursueing more advanced movements.
We have a clinic with
Tom Poulin next weekend (April 12) which I'm looking forward to. Annnnd - best part is he's coming to the farm, so no traveling! Woot.
Last night I washed T-Bone's tail and braided it up into a sock. So now he looks like a proper Morgan show horse. I've actually never braided his tail up, but since it's so damn muddy I thought what the hell. Maybe I'll let it grow out until it drags the ground. Sometime this week I need to clip his legs for the clinic. Good times, good times. Show season is here ... time to rock n roll baby.
First show: May 17.
