The petsitter, apparently an avid coffee drinker, left some half-and-half in our fridge while we were away. I almost threw it out Monday morning because, at first glance, I thought it was long past its expiration date. Then I remembered where I was.
Two weeks ago, I arrived bright and early at my dentist’s office for what was supposed to be a routine crown replacement on tooth number 14. It didn’t go quite as planned. In a mouth full of otherwise relatively healthy teeth, tooth number 14, a molar on the upper left side, has been nothing but … Continue reading Saying goodbye and good riddance to tooth number 14