I've not been writing of late, and I miss it terribly.

I'm working at my little job, at greatly reduced hours. This job does not provide enough hours that I would qualify for Employment Insurance when laid off. I was promised a small raise, but they reneged on that, saying that they would give me the raise in July. Their business is feeling the economic times, and I think they are finding it harder to come up with the funds for their children's private school bills. So far their lifestyle seems unaffected by the times, but there has been a definite down side as their employee.

I work mostly on the few days that Attila has off work. So, I am alone while Attila is working and working the rest of the time when everyone else is visiting and has time off. Not a good mix, but nothing for it but to get on with things and suffer through the situation.

I am going in to work a little late today, so I am making time to write this entry.

I've had another infection in my jaw; this one snuck up on me with no pain and just a twinge of discomfort. The cost of keeping the teeth involved is far beyond our means and is not possible. The teeth go on Monday. I have to sign a release form indicating that I am OK with the possibility that my jaw may be broken and/or tooth chips may be left behind. There are no complicating factors involved. When did competent dentists start demanding release from the results of their work in order to provide needed treatment? I am a captive audience though, and there are no other alternatives, so I'll sign my rights away to get the help I need. I am grieving the loss of these teeth, but resigned to the necessity to eliminate the source of serious infection. The only antibiotic I can take, due to allergies, causes increasingly unpleasant side effects.

On the up side, a recent eye exam revealed that my eyesight has not deteriorated at all since the last exam. Good news indeed.

Times are challenging for Annie and Frank, a dear relative of theirs is dying and they are staying close and honouring the process. Our thoughts are with them and their loved ones.

Helena is recovering from her surgery, and is looking and feeling fantastic.

Everyone else is healthy as far as I know, and that is a blessing.

Well, I'm off now to prepare for my day at work. Yesterday I was on my feet for nine hours solid and this morning I could hardly move! I've taken my painkillers and now that they are "kicking in" I can get on with my day.

I've just read over this entry and I am thinking the title might well be "Winge", rather than hectic! I will allow myself a little bit of a wallow though, but only a little bit. After all, the sun shone this morning and the birds are singing.