Despite it All
My mouth had been giving me trouble, and all the pain killers were kind of messing with me, so when my dentist offered to do an emergency root canal on Saturday, March 14 - the night before Mr. Handsome's birthday, I went for it. It was bad. It took forever and it hurt, but it was done. I wasn't in great shape the next day either, but I somehow pulled through. I managed to bake a cake and put together a pretty decent meal. Thankfully, Todd wanted to stay home that day to prepare the shop for Mark's upcoming visit, so I could take my time.
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