dreams

I have always had similar dreams on occasion, but lately it has been every night. I break up with Kit. The building I am living in falls over. There is an earthquake, and then the building I am living in falls over. I should mention I am always in it. Last night, it was the room I was living was falling apart. There was a hole in the sheet rock and just the paper cover flapping in the breeze. A corner of the floor was falling down and I could see the lady below me working (it was an abstract business below me).
I also dreamed about closet space. You know, actually having some.
At least there were not giant tidal waves nor did all my teeth didn't fall out in the dreams last night. For once.

Kit

Kit has had a tooth-ache for just over a week. He could not get work off monday in order to become a new patient at UCSF, so he was going to try to wait till next week. Today he woke up with side of his face swollen to more than twice the healthy side. He went to work at 10am and called around to find someone to cover, then he called 1800-DENTIST. They booked him with a dentist at 2:00.
The staff was very nice, they quickly x-rayed him and gave him a prescription for anitbiotics. They can't do much else until the swelling goes down. But, if they can do a root canal and not an extraction, it is going to cost $1500 on the spot.
The emergency appointment was $200. The prescriptions were $140. Just those costs broke us. We are going to have to look around for discount services, or someone who takes payments.

Kit is sleeping now. He is still in quite a bit of pain.