Reflections...

The morning spent in the dentists' chair.  I really don't like going to the dentist, which is probably why I found myself there this morning, being injected several times in the gum to numb me before being 'attacked' with pliers.  Actually, the dentist was lovely, so sweet and kind.  

I've spent the rest of the day numb/sore/bleeding/pill popping.  

I took myself for a walk round Greyfriars Kirk afterwards.  I also managed to pick up a copy of Chuck Palahniuk's book from last year, Beautiful You, in Shelter for £2.50.  Every cloud.....