The wife has to go get a root canal. Her face is all swelled up (she has Henry style cheeks on one side) and she's in much pain, so she got the emergency dentist appointment and they put her on to the root canal specialist (who gets like $1400 for an hour job -- MBN). Damage will be done Monday.
As much as I'd be willing to take on the pain for her if I could, it really is probably better this way. I mean, this is the woman who gave birth to our (massive) son without so much as an aspirin. Without so much as a hospital bed. And then she giggled holding Henry while they did things I won't mention involving a needle and thread. A little toothache? I mean, come on. Me, on the other hand, should I have a pending root canal? You will not hear the end of it. Yep. Sorry, Hon. This is for the best.
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