The oral surgeon scheduled to pull my bad tooth in May has been in a horrible accident. That is awful.
He sounds like an absolutely wonderful man, like a saint. Not fair such awful things happen to good people like that. I would have loved having my tooth pulled by him. I hope he recovers. How terrible a thing. My thoughts are with his family and my hopes are for his full recovery.
Tuesday, April 08, 2008
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