One entry could never suffice to cover all the delightful topics of this winter's break. So I may have to create a series of sorts....Today's selection: root canal 1, 2, 3.
As a preface to my root canal story cont., I have to explain that my root canal was indeed a long time coming. My upper right jaw had been aching for months, and my teeth responded with shooting pain to the slightest change in temperature or pressure. I had been informed that the tooth in question was called "#2" in dental code, which made sense to me because it was the second from the last tooth in my gumline. I went along with this lingo and requested a root canal on #2 when the time came. After I came out of the dental office, I told Erik that it seemed really weird because my back tooth was the one that hurt more then the second to the back tooth. He gave me a look melding complete exasperation and horror as he realized that I didn't know that #2 is in fact the tooth farthest back, as #1 is actually the first wisdom tooth. Three weeks later, I see that I will soon have to go in for number THREE. Something to look forward to in 09.