We Can Always Talk About The Weather
On the first of September I found myself sore and exhausted. Maybe this had to do with carrying in the piano and a combination of beach hiking and exercise. A lot of things were going through my mind, mostly stuff about the guitar and how I was going to get that root canal done. I had the expectation that there was a slim chance my brother would come out to visit but slim it was. The tooth that has been bothering me had to be taken care of somehow. I avoided the usual dental office I go to and found another one on the other side of town that I felt more comfortable with. I ended up buying dental insurance and wouldn't really know how effective the insurance would be in dumbing down over exorbitant dental fees til October. The dentist indeed confirmed I needed at least one root canal. Strangely enough the pain from the tooth has all but subsided by the end of the month. I figure either a cavity or some other gunk has blocked the root from being exposed. Which gives me an ...