A Blessed Life

Sometimes it's the unexpected phone call that makes me count my blessings.

I've had a chronic toothache for several months, but it has gotten really bad in the last week or so. My doctor in Texas has seen me twice for it, taken the X-rays, done the due diligence, and still found nothing wrong. This last week the pain got so bad I went to see a dentist in Moorhead (about an hour from here). He did the same things, told me to get an over-the-counter mouthguard and call him if the pain got to be unbearable. So frustrating!

I posted on Facebook that I was miserable with a toothache, and was surprised at how many people commented on my status. I guess pain is a common bond. One of the people that commented was my friend who is married to a dentist. I've met her husband a couple of times over drinks and dinner, and had a great time talking about travel, politics, and life.

Tonight, my cell phone rang, and it was my friend and her husband - they were worried about me and wanted to see if there was anything they could do. He even cleared his calendar for me so I can see him as soon as I get back to Texas, and promised to get to the root of my pain, and fix it. He's not my regular dentist, but he just might be from now on.

So I'm a little overwhelmed with gratitude right now. People who aren't family and who aren't even that close to me cared enough to share their gift wtih me. Out of the ordinary people, and out of the ordinary kindness.

Thank you Suke and Purvi - from the bottom of my heart. And tooth.