.... and with prices like that, he better be.
I'm referring, of course, to my man in white, The King of Pain,
Dr. Whoyagottacall; my freaking endodontist.
After enduring terrible pain for over 7 months, I finally had to throw in the towel
(and most of my other household goods) and get a root canal Thursday.
Aside from the horror of having strange hands in my mouth, and the agony of
10 shots of novacaine, the whole ordeal wasn't too bad. And, I am now tooth-pain
free, which is absolutely marvelous.
I had no idea how much I'd been suffering until it was over.
My face is puffy and I spent the whole next day overhung from Citizen novaCaine...
but I am now ready for my crown - and that much closer to being royalty.
He was very gentle with that needle, even after I pointed out to him that the word
DON'T is right there in his title.
Friday, November 11, 2005
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