books of 2009—the friday night knitting club
Today I underwent a retreatment for a root canal. If one can have a bad dental year, I’ve experienced that in 2009. I have had five separate teeth needing varying degrees of work from fillings to onlays to crowns. And with one thing after another happening to tooth #18 (yes, I now know the official tooth number), it has been a long road traveled filled with potholes and pain, to say the least. However, despite my frustration, anger and exasperation associated with this tooth, I finally feel optimistic that I am on the road to recovery.
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