Darn Garnet!

It was a relief to see the sun come up on this Wednesday morning.
Tuesday morning Sam had been in terrible agony. The broken tooth pain was vicious. Sam said the pain was second only to 'when he cut the first phalanx of his thumb off with that sliding miter saw.'
Oh oh!
"I'll try to get you in to see the dentist today but you'll have to make sure you answer the phone at work so I can get a hold of you," Simmy warned.
"I will," he promised.
Now, Sam and Simmy were trying something daring... they were trying to live within their means.
This means meant that the cell phone that Sam carried was waiting for minutes to be purchased to be of more use than a calculator.
At 10 minutes before 10 on Tuesday morning, the dental office called to say that Sam could get in immediately.
Simmy thanked her profusely and then dialed the dock phone number at Sams' work.
Fifty rings later, Simmy jumped into the Hummer to drive to his work. When she burst into the lunch room she was agitated and flustered.
"You said you would answer the phone today," she accused.
"I heard the phone ringing but we couldn't find it. We think somebody on the previous shift took it home," he answered, also a bit annoyed.
"Well, you need to get to the dentist office right now."
... less than two hours later, the neodymium- doped yttrium aluminum garnet laser had found the cavity and Sam walked into the house smiling in a happily doped way. Try saying neodymium- doped yttrium aluminum without a frozen- mouth- straight- from- the- dentist- office and that is how he sounded.
"There is a significant infection in there that I need some antibiotics for," Sam said as he handed Simmy the prescriptions so she could run that errand for him.
"The pain won't subside right away," the dentist had warned.
Another long, restless night proved that prophetic word to be correct.
After tabulating the costs of the day... Simmy decided, it was another day in the red.