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The year I damn near died in a toothy fashion

Somewhere in the middle part of my 60s a tooth went bad in the back of my jaw. I’d gone to some sketchy dentists right after my wife died and the first dentist I visited didn’t explain clearly that my … Continue reading

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You’ll be glad to know that the pain really matters

Pain tolerance and the dentist chair Sitting in the dentist chair with heavy lead vest draped on my chest and a dental assistant prepping the x-ray machine for another set of images, I thought back to the many other trips … Continue reading

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