No picture or projects today I’m afraid. Instead, Artie and I are holed up here in the basement trying to be as quiet as possible. You see, today Kevin had all four widom teeth extracted and it didn’t go so well. When I dropped him off, they said to return in 45 minutes but when I reappeared to claim my husband, I was told they were still working on him. An hour later, I was lead into a dark room where he lay in deep sleep. The dentist said his teeth were very impacted and they were unable to remove them whole. Instead, they had to break them apart and pick them out piece by piece. Just listening to the dentist gave me shivers. Luckily, Josh gave Kevin the wonderful advice to go under instead of getting a local so Kevin was feeling just dandy. He was trying to smile and kid around but with a mouth full of gauze, it just came out in an incoherent mumble.

They expect Kevin to have a lot of pain so they gave him a perscription for Percoset (spelling??). So far, he’s still sleeping but once that anethsesia wears off, I think I’m going to have a very grumpy Kevin on my hands. I have a feeling this is going to be a very long weekend so wish me luck.

I have to sign off here and go change his gauze pads. Bleck!