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Saturday, August 29, 2009 


Do you know what's really awesome when you're healing from getting some wisdom teeth out (no matter how smoothly and rapidly said healing is otherwise going)? Waking up with a cold that means you're coughing a lot. Unlike yesterday, I've resorted to a T3 (and some cough syrup), but so far nothing seems to have been dislodged, thank goodness.

Sometimes I'm actually glad I have no decent dental coverage plan.

Oh, this wasn't covered - strictly out of pocket for me.

Too bad you couldn't have coughed them out to begin with.

That would have been nice. I did have one of the two sets of dissolving stitches suddenly, uh, dissolve last night; having it floating around your mouth with no warning is disconcerting.

Ew, poor you.

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