Fun with Oral Surgery I took my friend Dawn to an oral surgeon yesterday and then gave her a ride home afterwards. Since she got gassed, she missed all the festivities in her mouth.

I learned a few things though from seeing her in the recovery room after the surgery. I really hate seeing my friends so frail, fragile and vulnerable. When your friendships are the rock you build your life on, seeing just how tenuous that foundation is can be really scary.

It also rips your heart strings out of their sockets to see one of the people you care about looking so…helpless.

Of course, I forgot all that after I caught Piggy rifling through Dawn’s purse looking for her pain-killer prescriptions. Dawn wanted to drop him off in the kitchen at Famous Dave’s.

Maybe she’s not as vulnerable as I thought. Piggy got the message.

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