I spent 15 hours driving this weekend to go visit my dying grandmother. I came back to town in time to make my dental appointment, where he wrenched that broken rear molar straight out of my face.
My apologies for the quiet treatment. I’ll be spending a couple days in bed, curled up into a little ball.
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March 11, 2008 at 11:39 am
moonbeammcqueen
You poor thing. Hope you feel better fast, and I’m so sorry about your grandmother.
March 11, 2008 at 9:57 pm
Brandy
All in all, I thought the whirlwind trip was pretty good. After all, we did get to see that Lewis and Clark roadside plaque like three times while we were lost…
March 12, 2008 at 11:41 am
Nimish Batra
Sleeping in does me no end of good. As does hot homemade tea.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/dna/h2g2/A61345
*sigh* I need to try that some day when I don’t have philistines in the nighbourhood, and a place of my own.
We’ll see you in about a week Adam. Stay cozy!
March 12, 2008 at 7:20 pm
gail
i hope you feel better soon. perhaps your next post could be entitled, “In Defense of Muppets”. take care of yourself….
March 13, 2008 at 11:49 am
brilliant monster
okay you’ve had your rest, now get your ass up and make us laugh!
xoxo
March 14, 2008 at 4:18 am
Allison
Yikes! I look forward to your next post, when you’ve un-fetal positioned yourself. Get better soon, and I’m sorry to hear about your grandmother.
March 14, 2008 at 8:32 pm
Adam
Thank you everyone for your condolences, your support, and your excellent tea-making tips.
March 15, 2008 at 2:15 pm
Greg
Hey man, I just had a root canal (the first of life and also the first of three) in a molar which promptly broke off just a few days ago. Tooth pain really is poison. So is root infection, or so says my dentist. The up side is that dental stories make great blog entries..