Last night I could barely sleep -- too much tooth pain. Today I found out why -- a cracked tooth.
So after walking to work, I took three cab rides -- first to my dentist, where he diagnosed the issue; then to the oral surgeon, where he extracted tooth #14; then back home.
Pain, swelling, bleeding, lots of pills: These things are not fun. But along the way, I reconnected with my dentist, after a long gap, and I met a new office full of people who help people; plus three taxi drivers.
Those are good things.
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