... well, here's one. Poor ol' Debra is having her last wisdom tooth pulled today.
Ugh.
It's hard for even me to Pollyanna my way out of dreading this one. But oh well, by tomorrow it will all be just a memory, not a horrible one, I hope. And at least Tom has today off-- I told him since I pampered and served him during his five weeks after surgery, I'd appreciate at least a few hours of royal treatment today when I come home, less one tooth.
The big ordeal will take place at 11:00 this morning, eastern time. Any and all prayer would be appreciated.
I'll let you know if a good time was had by all.
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