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July 2, 2013
This should be the last set. Two third molars, upper. Two supernumerary teeth. I didn't close my eyes as the dentist pulled them out. Fortunately, this time, the molars weren't impacted. It was easy as pie for Doc to take them out. But the supernumeraries - those are a totally different story.

She probed the socket, seeking out those tiny, extra teeth. Searching for movement, for the distinct whiteness in contrast to bone, for the slick feel of the enamel on the surface. I could feel some pain, but I blocked it.

As patient as she is, so shall I be.