Last Thursday I went to the dentist that I have adopted. Dental work is costly. I get very quiet and introspective and perplexed when I come to the point that I must find a dentist to FIX a problem with my chompers. The past 4 years have been very very costly for me in the dental department. It is a long story. Someday I will write it all out for my own benefit, so I'll know where the money I have been saving for a trip to Australia disappeared to. Today a good Doc pulled a molar out of my lower jawbone. I found out dentists swear. "come on out you little devil" was what he said. So it came out and now I am staying quiet and healing and taking ibuprofen, vicodin and antibiotics. What a combination.
Wes feels sorry for me so I got to watch The Good Wife without recording it tonight. Whoopee, simple pleasures. Strawberry smoothies, yogurt and bananas delivered to the recliner by my sweet caretaker, Wes.
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