Dude, this dentist is junk. I won’t even go in a dental office un-drugged. Even for a cleaning I Valium up.
You need to find a pain free dentist. They exist.
Hope you feel better, nonetheless.
Every dentist I’ve known has been pain-free.
Me, on the other hand…
Well, you’re going to cringe (and probably hate me) when I tell you that for fillings and anything less than surgeries I don’t do pain meds. The dentist tells the nurses it’s because I used to play rugby, but noooope…
It’s because I’m a wuss when it comes to having the bottom half of my face numbed up for half a day. The last time I did Novacaine, I couldn’t feel anything up to my eyelid… which wouldn’t quite close, and had tears leaking out. For hours. I took myself out for breakfast to distract myself, and I couldn’t taste anything. Not even the bacon!
Drugs or bacon? No contest.
ETA: That round of drugs was because the dentist had screwed up oral surgery and called me back in and said I needed an extensive re-do, but he wouldn’t charge for it… sheesh!
When I had my first implant installed, the oral surgeon gave me a prescription for the good drugs, Tylenol and Codeine. That was so good, I decided I could easily make a habit of it, and I have avoided it since. It felt way too good. Ibuprofen and wine are quite enough.
Tonight, it was a bottle of Yellowtail Chardonnay, A fine Australian fighting wine.
I live at the end of a one way, dead end street.
I don’t get out much.
Slow
Children
At
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Me. Took me too long, Miller
There used to be this mailbox in the middle of the weeds in the middle of nothing on Babcock Blvd that I was always curious about. Turns out it was for the new nursing home built a couple hundred yards away that had access from “another street” that wanted Babcock as the legal address. There was a slight battle of wills with the USPS so they put up that box. After a few years the USPS finally gave in and delivered the mail right to their door through their drive ---- off Cemetery Lane.
Putting Mom in a home on Cemetery Lane -------- yeah, I see their point. 
Is that the one that really opens up the sluices at both ends?
Let’s just say it took my mind off of my toothache.
You said “fighting wine”, which put me in mind of Australian Table Wines
That was what I was referring to. Old Yellowtail Chardonnay isn’t that bad for $3.99. It was just the thing to take the edge off after the local anesthetic wore off.