Dentisted

Well, I'm @ the dentist try-
ing to think about thanks
when this evil thought c-
ame to me that I'm than-
kful that it isn't me
that is being dentisted 2day,
but rather my wife. Where
is that generous gallant
self who'd go to the dent-
ist for someone they'd lov-
ed?

Note: So I asked her, when
it was all over, if she would
have let me endure her
pain for her. No, she said,
you are too much of a woose.

Then at dinner (I made her
a nice dinner) I asked if
she would sit in for me next
time I needed to go to be
dentisted for 3 1/2 hours.
She said that was too difficult
to think about...where is some
Advul?...my mouth hurts.

So in 20 days we'll be
married for 40 years...
assuming these conversations
come to an abrupt end.