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The worst (but bloody crucial) part after getting my tooth extracted

After my intense tooth extraction procedure, it was 2 o’clock on March 16. Jon and I walked back home to avoid taking the bus. San Francisco had declared a state of emergency and shelter-in-place would take place in a matter of ten hours. Jon braved through the Walgreens-panic-buying-crowd to get me naproxen that was prescribed by […]

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