Recently, a casual dinner conversation went dark and out came my physical pain Top Three. Third place. The tantalizing nerve pinches of my early teen upperjaw braces (1984); I could not bite a green bean in half. Then came 2006, and I endured the tearing agony of an ingrowing toe nail. Had to wear loafers under my business suits for weeks. Nothing however, compared to the waves of excruciating pain of a passing kidney stone (occurred to me twice, in 2002 and 2011). Kidney stones are, apparently, the closest thing to delivering a baby. Mine felt like twins.