Tracy darlin, I had ta move to the beach to feel half human. ( maybe that's ma prollem, half human half what?)
I can have me the worst day ever an go down to the sea an it's like the whole fresh sea air does a cleansing job on me.
It is truly remarkable, when I gotta go inta towns or London, it's like havin a bag a cement tied to ma ankles, not to mention the head crapola. I'm thinkin some a that is exposure to the toxic soup we call urban life.
But ya got me wondrin, ya still got some bad teeth in there, Tracy?
Don't lose touch with that doc, neither, maybe he can reccomend some other doctor closer to y'all, anaways, it's encouragin and we'd all love ya to get better.
Sorry for your troubles.