I have two teeth that need to be pulled and can't afford to go to the dentist. I have gone through dental hell before - for two years - and almost drank over it. But I didn't. Then it went away, of course, after I got dental care. Now it's back. But this weekend I actually went so far as to PRICE the wine and not just look at it. It didn't help that there were two people in front of me in line on two different occasions Saturday actually buying wine. I've been taking Naproxen as prescribed (on the bottle) and 500 mgs. of Ibuprofen every four hours, even got on my knees and prayed. Getting on my knees and praying always worked before. Not last night. Bitterly I said aloud to my Higher Power in the car, "Okay, fine, I deserve that. I've got bad karma. I've got it coming." Then, "So, you're just gonna hang me out to dry on this one, eh?" Fine. Then the pain went away. Then it came back. Gotcha. My mom emailed me some reso
