Far was that idea of \u200b\u200bspending my summer vacation thrown in the sun, from beach to beach, bowling in bowling with friends, and my evenings over 40 degree heat were reduced to visit the dentist.
No, it was not even a summer love, nor
a handsome young man with a car parked in front of the office and a title on the wall. No, nothing like that.
My dentist, as in years past, and about to retire, was the custom throughout the summer to calm the terrible toothache.
And yes, the damn wisdom teeth started to grow, causing me serious pain.
I never liked going to the dentist, all that machinery more than relieve the pain, torture machines resemble caused each passing day invent a new story (excuse) for not going, but hey, there are times when we turn to be brave.
So far I go out two teeth, 4. The two most difficult to be exact, one of which had not yet departed, but from his hiding place and began to make his antics ..
And it is not easy to get 4 wheels in a month, not so much pain, and thanks to the "Good Doctor" rather than the day of surgery where you are anesthetized to the hair of the head have not felt great pain. But the inconvenience of the diet points and are almost forced to or things I know very willingly tolerate.
So the other two, which are only abstractions, there remain in place until July, while not disruptive.
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