You know that scene in Cast Away when Tom Hanks character used the skate blade to knock his tooth out - well, I'm just about there with mine .

I'm going to the dentist tomorrow but that doesn't help me now - neither has Orajel, Sensodyne toothpaste, Listerine, flossing, and/or Naproxen.

SOOOO, a big bunch of prayers would be nice.

As anchored as I am in existentialism and belief that this too shall pass, there's nothing like a mad toothache to remind you of Einstein's theory of relativity:

"A second with your hand on a burner seems like eternity; but ten minutes with a beautiful woman on your lap just never seems like time enough." -
Well, something like that -

I will be ever grateful for your prayers.