Mr Furlong is suffering. It’s not the first time.
Last night we sat up together for his pain. There is nothing so lonely as pain in the middle of the night. All alone. With no one to hear your groans.
Our dentist got completely flooded in the recent floods, so they have been closed, but today, Mr Furlong got assistance from another dentist somewhere else.
I hope the Penicillin works, because NOTHING has reduced his suffering – yet.
And tonight it would be nice to sleep!
A tooth abscess is excruciating – I wonder what they did about that level of pain in the Middle Ages? Besides death, I mean…..