Still lost and now in pain

Back in January, I posted a blog entry about the TV programme Lost. On Sunday night, Sky One showed the last 2 episodes from the penultimate series. Wow, what an ending! Of course, I am more confused as ever at what is going on, but never mind: Jacob, the statue, the bomb!!! And now we have to wait until next year to see the conclusion.

In other news: On Monday I had a tooth out. The one featured in the picture on this blog entry. It's the top left as you look at it, top right for me. I hate going to the dentist and was dreading this visit for my first extraction. It took 3 injections to numb the area and then the tooth crumbled as he pulled... and pulled... and pulled. He needed various instruments until the tooth squeaked from my skull and throughout, my heart was pounding out of my chest. Even the thought of it many hours later, as blood continues to trickle in my mouth, makes me feel ill.To lighten the mood, as I feel very sorry for myself, this picture was taken in The Netherlands during the latest visit and is obviously not as rude as it appears...