Not lost on me

I wrote this last week. 

You don't have to tell me that dental infections can be bad. Deadly, even.

When I wake up in the morning, I remind myself to be thankful and grateful that I finally found a team of doctors who can fix my problems. 

They're a pretty great team. I like these new people a lot.

It means a lot to me to have people I just met stick up for me and work hard to fix my problems. I haven't had that in the past, and the importance of that is not lost on me.

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I met doctor #18 today, a new physical therapist because #17 is on maternity leave.

I cancelled my first appointment with #18 because that was the week my tooth, mouth and life exploded.

I explained what happened to my tooth to my PT, because being on antibiotics and pain killers completely wrecked my digestive system. Like, all the progress I had made in that department of my life went down the toilet.

Doctor #18 looked at me after I explained the problem, and she told me the infection I had in my mouth could have gone to my heart.

"That oral surgeon just saved your life."

Today I ate a piece of humble pie. 

I am amazed at Wichita's health care. It's the best care I've ever had and I've loved all the doctors I've gone to there.

Thank you, Wichita, for saving my life.

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