“House…I know what you’re going through.”
Remodeling is no fun. Not the kind you go through to get things spiffied up around one’s castle, or the kind you go through to keep things working inside your mouth.
I’ve been through both kinds in recent years, and I can attest to both being brutal to the brain and to the body.
While in the midst of reconstruction it’s as though my brain has gone AWOL. Totally missing in action. Gone. Out to lunch.
My body meanwhile vacillates between anesthetization and sudden urges to purge my urethra.
Contractor and dentist… …frenemies.