Made it through the weekend without incident. The tooth hole is healing fine. And on-call wasn’t tragic. Now to start drinking… again.

Had another molar removed today. Another 12-year molar gone (#31). This removal wasn’t as traumatic as the last one (#18, see July 2 entry). But my face is hurting a little. And I am on-call this weekend however, so this should be an interesting weekend.

One molar removed. It took almost one hour. The tooth kept cracking and shattering as the dentist was attempting to remove it. Had to dig the roots out and file things down too. Much fun. And now I’m medicated…

I’m a little nervous. I have to have some molars extracted today and am a little anxious to say the least.

I think my body’s warranty finally ran out. I just turned another year older, and right after that my back starts acting up. And then this last Friday at lunch, I shattered a molar. What the hell!