Dentist ouch

Left work early to collect Kilda and drop her off before I went to the dentist. My upper right molar has finally given up and he recommended it come out at the last visit before Christmas. Also needed a small filling. Turns out it was a much larger filling than he expected and my tooth fought back coming out. After an hour in the chair I was feeling battered and bruised. Slow walk home to find J had come back OK. Spent the rest of the night having soup and watching TV before going to bed with some painkillers and a sleeping tablet.