I am very, very tired. I think it’s general-anaesthetic-jet-lag.

And my jaw aches a bit, I guess from where it was stretched open for the duration of the extractions and stitchings.

And the stringy bits of stitches are driving me crazy – like having orange-pith stuck in my teeth.

And I have NO TOOHACHE and, perhaps more importantly, NO FEAR OF TOOTHACHE and I cannot quite believe the difference that this simple absence is making to my quality of life. It’s as though someone has turned off the not-quite-tuned radio, or tucked my cold shoulders under the duvet, or taken off my too-tight shoes and given me a pair that fits.

It’s wonderful.