That dentist appointment was... nearly useless. Two hours, a thorough examination, and they tell me I need my wisdom teeth extracted and the one that's been giving me hell over the last month extracted. BUT. The appointment they can give me is in FOUR MONTHS. And the place they could refer me to required something of my income like a tax return, which of course I didn't have, so I had to spend an extra hour fetching it, and oh, I won't know when they can fit me in until 1-2 weeks from now. Meanwhile, my face is swollen and I'm taking at least 1200mg of ibuprofen every day just to get by. Sleeping is hell. This isn't... this was useless, and they're the only place that take my insurance, so if I don't wait months and months hoping I don't die of infection spreading to the brain, I have to pay ridiculous amounths for a different dental clinic to do something about it. And wait for them, too.

Now after that, we still have to sit in a laundromat and do an hour's worth of laundry while I worry about my dog because she's been having separation anxiety and ripping things up while we're gone, and Lyra's too upset to be comforting.