Quite a lot of Nothing

Anytime you ask me what's happening, I will probably say "nothing much" or "not a lot" and one of the reasons for my infrequent posting these days is because I feel as though there is nothing much happening but what is something and what is nothing.
A root canal I had done a few years ago (not long enough to justify the expense) has failed. I have known for a while that it was not good but I didn't have any real problem with the tooth so there it stayed. A couple of weeks back, it got a bit painful so I saw the dentist who couldn't see any problems, even on x-ray so off i went, thinking I had made a lucky escape. When something is too good to be true, it usually is and so it is with the tooth. A few days after it was declared ok, the abcess popped up. The tooth will come out on Friday. It's disappointing that even in these days of good diets and good dental care I have to have it taken out but worse things have happened.

After not booking a single client last year I decided I had to close my doula business (pretty sure I reported that but just making sure you know where the story picks up) Almost as soon as I closed the website and decided to move on I started to take bookings, not a lot of bookings but enough. I have a client to support with her new baby and will visit her in her home about three times a week. The baby will most likely be born this weekend and I will start with them soon after they come home from hospital.
I will also be supporting a birth in the next few weeks. If all goes to plan, this will be my first VBAC (vaginal birth after caesarean). In my mind, the technical details of the birth are irrelevant because I am there to offer support and support looks the same no matter what the circumstance but of course most people think that what they are going through is special enough to need experienced assistance so a VBAC might broaden my appeal to clients. The woman I will support loves a chat so if she thinks I do a good job she will tell everyone she meets (a double edged sword to be sure).
Tomorrow I will accompany her to one of her last appointments, the hospital is on the other side of Sydney and the drive at that time of day can be anywhere from 40-70 minutes so I may run late and curse traffic or I might relax with a coffee before the consultation. It's as unpredictable as birth itself.

Harry the very naughty hound seems to have been replaced by Harry the delightful doggo. Like every dog, he can be good medicine and he seems to have found his calling at the leash free dog park where he reminds people of another beloved black greyhound called Lola. We never met Lola but she left broken hearts when she died just a few weeks ago in a catastrophic collision with a park bench.

Well, that's my update. My nothing-is-happening life seems to have  a few things happening.