Another Reason I Miss Michele.

A few days ago I developed a toothache, so yesterday I went to my dentist only to find out that the nerves in one of my teeth was rotting away. Talk about pain, the slightest hint of cold air hitting that nerve was instant suffering. This morning I went to have the tooth removed, as an extraction was $120 versus $1,600 for a root canal that would've saved the tooth.

And that brings me to why I still miss Michele. The bulk of my family lives in Ohio, but my youngest sister and her family live here in South Central PA. But between her job, and family, she doesn't have a lot of time to see me. As I was sitting in the dentist's chair waiting to gauge the effects of the 2 novocain shots I was given, I closed my eyes and pretended Michele was there, if only for a few moments.

If there's any silver lining to the situation, it was that I was given vicodin. It's just one more weapon in my arsenal of forgetting the "Helladays".