i have just returned from the dentist after major work, exhausted from keeping my mouth open for 60mins. My H came in from shopping and his FIRST words were telling me off for parking too far to the right so he couldn't park. I hissed and explained the work and I was then 'told off' for the amount of money it was going to cost. I explained that I would be happy to not buy food until June just to get my teeth sorted. All the adrenalin and rage, when all I wanted was, "How did it go, are you ok", has worked a treat. Now in bed with the tv and iPad. Anybody else found that anger kills pain?
Actually, I'll see how long this lasts as the novocaine hasn't worn off. :-)