A huge hole is still gaping within the inner recesses of, not my heart, nor my mind, but in my mouth.
The second of 4 sessions of my RC (R-oot C-anal) let my dentist blurt out sarcastically "this is really my favorite, sorry". He meant the exact opposite. I know... TMI, Too Much Information right? I wish it were over soon but it seemed endless, the widening of the hole, the screw latching... or rather screwS.
This Gratitude drawing is to be thankful to God for the invention of anesthesia, thankful that my dentist is only a few steps away from where I work. I'm grateful that there is a way to fix things inside my mouth, even if sometimes I felt I was in a movie from Silence of the Lambs.
Behind every pain, there is wisdom to be gained. ♥