Root canal was canceled after 9 shots and three hours in the chair. Good thing the shots aren't what freaks me out. Amyway, too much infection in my jaw, too close to my little pea brain. Must kill more brain cells and try again.
Even though I have been duly appointed the Sovereign of North Florida, Master Defender of the Martini, Loyal Protector of Italian Men, World's Most Beloved Glammie and the Matron Saint of Porch Oranges, I'd rather just sit around smooching babies, drinking adult beverages and eating bon-bons.
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(((Hugs))) We've all been there.
hope your mouth is OK. thinking good thoughts your way...
Root canal was canceled after 9 shots and three hours in the chair. Good thing the shots aren't what freaks me out. Amyway, too much infection in my jaw, too close to my little pea brain. Must kill more brain cells and try again.
Que sera, sera.
Thanks for the good thoughts :::waving:::
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