I HAVE TO GO TO THE DENTIST AGAIN TOMORROW.
It's a good thing MG drives...or I'd never get there. Pray for me, please, if you have an ounce of pity in your soul.
I WAS going to have an upper one worked on that has been hurting off and on and has a hole down the center bigger than the Grand Canyon.
BUT NOW I'll bet she's going to try to "repair" the root canal (read TORTURE) that broke last week.
Like I said, if MG wasn't driving....
Come to think of it, he may have to carry me to the car, as well.
I'll try not to kick and scream.
Actually, he is SO sweet. He promised to go with me. Then he says "you know, honey, I don't like that dentist. I think she's mean! We need to find you another one."
Isn't that awesome?!?! He hates to see me come staggering out crying and shaking. My hero...wanting to protect me.
I'm feeling all warm and fuzzy. :D
SPEAKING of MG! Maybe you can help us with a problem!
THE fish TANK.
Bought the thing. Bought some books...read them. Let the water sit for a few days. Conditioned it. Did the little dipstick tests. Everything looked good.
So we go buy fish. Nice fish. Docile fish.
Some die...so we replace them. More nice, sweet, docile little fish.
ALL NOW DEAD!
Probably $50 in fish down the toilet. LITERALLY!
Even the Plecostamus died! And those things are hard to kill. The only thing we have living in one shrimp, about 5 snails and possibly a frog. At least we haven't found his body yet.
We've adjusted the Ph...although it still looks on the high side to me (like 8.0). And we had to treat some of them for Ick...they had the white spots and the disappearing fins. But they died anyway.
MG is really discouraged. What the heck are we doing wrong? He is trying so hard. GORGEOUS 30 gallon tank. Under-gravel filter AND a standard filter. One little stalk of bamboo. Two different kinds of food (one for bottom feeders and some flakes). Standard brand. Did a 25% water change and kinda vacuumed the rocks. Put in some drops to clear up the water.
We are just to our wits end. What is killing our fish?
Maybe we OVER-treated. Too many chemicals. I just don't know. HELP!
OK, thanks for letting me vent about the torturist...OOPS, I mean dentist...and our poor, dead fishies.
I feel better now. :D