Saturday, August 19, 2006
I had my wisdom teeth removed today. I remember going into the office after taking the pill they gave me, watching my heart rate and blood pressure on the monitor, and then not much else for about 4 hours. Apparently I was doing a Godfather impression in the recovery room, something Harry was telling me about doing when he got his out a couple weeks ago. "I'm gonna make ya an offer ya can't refuse."