I want to write this down before I pass out. My recollection of my oral surgery. Warning: Could get graphic.
My wife, Pam, got me to the doctor by 10:00 on Tuesday, February 16. After waiting around for about 30 minutes (watched a movie on my iPod to take my mind off what was about to happen t)he nurse came out, held the door open and said, "Mr. McKee?" I asked her if I could finish my movie first - would take about 6 hours. She was NOT amused. She reminded me of Nurse Cratchett.…
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