I Survived

Yep, my dental work went well today. The new painkiller, Septacaine (or something like that), worked miracles and I didn't feel the dentist hit a nerve once, unlike last time. Sure, the sound and smell are nasty but I can bear that. And the impression, for a new and bigger nightguard, went well because we just deadened my throat beforehand. Whew. I'm tired, more from the emotional buildup than the actual procedure, but I'm glad I spoke up for myself and got the new drug and the throat deadener again. I almost like my dentist! And we do always talk about art and history and the South . . . .