TroubleMaker

Remember back in 2007, when we had my wife’s great aunt and her friend over from Romania for a visit? We couldn’t get rid of them fast enough because of the fighting between them.

So, in a moment of weakness, we decided to invite TroubleMaker (TM) back alone for a visit.

She arrived here after not having slept for 36 hours (combined travel and pre-travel insomniac excitement time). Nausea prevented her from eating well for the first day. While throwing up into the toilet during day 2, her lower denture fell in and then she accidentally flushed it.

“Can you get it back?” she asked.

I pointed to our septic tank. “See those green plastic covers in the ground over there?” I asked.

“Yes.”

“That’s where it is now.”

We took her to a denturist nearby. $1600 later and she now has 2 new full dentures (upper and lower). The previous lower denture cost  50 Euros (which we explained to the denturist as he looked at her old upper denture in disbelief).

The first three or four days with the new dentures was new-found torture for The Girl and me as the usual denture sores developed and TM was still not able to eat properly.

After a denture adjustment or two, TM was able to eat decently again. More importantly, she was able to take her “nerve” pill and keep it down. That wonder pill, the “nerve” pill, has almost transformed her into a normal woman. Almost…but definitely enough for us to enjoy life again.

She’s here until the end of July.

I hope to also be.