Journal: MY TOOTH IS GONE MY TOOTH IS GONE

I had been under the impression that if they pulled a tooth, they would put in a new tooth. I guess you’re supposed to ask. It all happened so quickly, and I wasn’t briefed in advance. I just had a toothache is all.

She was like, “Do you want me to take the tooth out?”

Not especially. Should it come out? I hadn’t thought about it. What I said though was, “Well, how long would that take?”

“Only a minute.”

“Oh, okay.”

I mean, what can you say to that? That’s really quite fast.

Kim came into the room and she was all like hey you we’ve got to get going, so I stepped in on the Dentist’s behalf and explained that it would only be a moment. Kim, too, could say nothing against such efficiency, so she left the room. A moment later I rejoined her outside and said, “They pulled my tooth out.”

So we left.

And.

So.

Irreversible Mistakes