I shed a few tears over the separation from the tooth and the oncoming pain as the numbing medicine wore off. Andrew seemed a bit shocked at my sadness and hurried to get my prescription from the pharmacy. A thanks is in order for his taking care of me, giving me pills, giving me food, and later going grocery shopping with Mer for me when he could've went to work instead. My heart is overwhelmed with love for him.
And I certainly did enjoy sitting on the couch, my head in his lap, looking up at the joyful Christmas garland hanging on the window.
Today was not just an ordinary day, and I wouldn't wish tooth extraction on anybody. But it surely makes the pain more bearable when Christmas is in the air and loved ones' birthdays are around the corner. Love and warmth to all on the second day of Christmas. 23 days to go!