Today is tooth removal day and I will soon be off to see the oral surgeon. Oral surgery is a term invented by dentists to replace the words 'yank a tooth out of your head', because it sounds gentler and more professional. Of course the first thing they are going to do is load my mouth up with enough Novocaine to impair my speech and make it sound like I've got a mouth full of marbles. This is so the dentist can work in an environment devoid of my screams. The screams will come later when I'm well clear of the office and the Novocaine wears office.
This afternoon it's going to be a nice day with sunshine and temps finally getting into the 70's. A good day for enjoying the good life and it will be even better if my jaw isn't throbbing.