Tooth or Consequences

Tonight I assisted my wife, an almost 4th year medical student, while she operated on my middle child's molar in our back bedroom. It was a frightening ordeal for two of us in the room... (as there were shiny cold metal scissors involved which inevitably meant there would be cutting at some point)...while my wife handled it like a pro. I wish I were more skilled at confronting life's little sinking sliders it throws across my plate. The procedure was compounded by the fact his school day had not gone well at all for him either. Tough day. Tough night. Nevertheless, gums heal & a batter's swing & stance is forever & always a work in progress.