ow.

Had to get my root canal finished this morning. No nerve meant no need for painkiller, as it'd just be vibrations and a mild clamping feeling in that frame they use. No worries, and I had my iPod on and blasting The Briggs to make it easier to pass the time.

Ah, but during the clearing of the canal my endodontist found a hidden chamber, full of wonderous surprises. Alas, his last name wasn't Carter, so instead of finding gold it was another root and nerve. Which he discovered by wrapping it around the drill.

Today looks to be just ducky.