Just one thing matters today!
Ohhhhhhhhhhh….yesterday I knocked out a filling (on a Postie van door!). Today, after a horror show delivery in Innerleithen (at one point it was so painful I threw up…honest), I went to the dentist who extracted the tooth which I had, in fact, cracked. Extracted? Sounds so simple eh? Imagine eight Novocaine (or whatever they use now) injections and fifty, yes fifty, minutes of prodding, poking, pulling, creaking, cracking, nauseating, blood tasting, gothic physical labour for the (really quite attractive) dentist before the dental monstrosity finally waved the white flag.
Horrible. I may never watch the Marathon Man again.
Felt shit afterwards, feel fine now (but bruised).