My silly tooth was beyond saving and the dentist had an opening, so I had it removed today. I was numbed. That stung a bit. Then I was numb. Then he pulled it. Then I cried. Heaving sob kind of cry. Not for the tooth. That was a relief. The poor man didn't know what to do. He and the sweet assistant kept assuring me that it was okay, but there I went, sobbing and apologizing.
After the dentist left I told the assistant about Katie. She had lost a fiancé, so she got it. I finally got it together enough to walk out, pay, and leave.
It sucks to have such little control over your emotions.
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