Cleveland Amory once said that only men could be curmudgeons. Fine. I've set out to be a curmudgeonette. I'm middle-aged, single, owned by a stubborn dog and so white bread all my clothes should say "Wonder." If it weren't for a few little quirks, I would be absolutely indistinguishable from other Midwestern females.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Toothless
It's done. It was fast and brutal. There were two points at which I came up out of my chair, but the whole thing took only 25 minutes. Of course, after reading the "post-surgical" instructions, the potential side effects sound worse than a bad tooth!
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I know! The whole "dry socket" business is terrifying, isn't it? I have to admit, this was the only time when I begged my dentist to stop, but there was no turning back at that point.
Hurrah for you! A quick and painless recovery to you.
For me, it was the tearing sound. *shiver*
Recovery seems to be going fine. *knocks on wood*
Sending healing vibes your way, Jammies. *HUGS*
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