
Contrary to the way I felt last week, I am indeed still alive.
I made it to my dental appointment last Wednesday, but left feeling (and somewhat looking) like I had been beat up. The area around my mouth was so raw, and sadly I only had one permanent crown. The other one didn’t fit right, so they have to redo it. But my cold got even worse after that, and I missed worked Wednesday night.
Friday was my brother’s birthday, and my mom and I take that day off of work every year, too. He would have been 28, [ ... ]