All went well, or so I'm told, and I have the tooth complete with gold crown. Apparently the oral surgeon had to take out some bone to get the tooth out. I'm on painkillers (no, really!?) again. This is the third time this year I've had general anesthesia and while it's relaxing I'm tired of the aftereffects of pain, swelling, painkillers, ice packs, and so on.

As for my wisdom: my high school closed, my college changed its name, my first grad school closed, the grad school I graduated from closed, and the program for the third grad school changed when the prof ramroding the program left. If my grammar school closes I won't know anything...and now my wisdoms are gone.