from Storm Front: a Harry Dresden novel by Jim Butcher
" I looked, noted details mechanically, and quietly shut the door on the part of my head that had started screaming the second I entered the room."
"I tried to ignore it. Really I did. But if I didn't get out of that room in a hurry, I was going to start crying like a little girl."
from A Hat Full of Sky by Terry Pratchett
" He had mastered the first two rules of writing, as he understood them. 1)steal some paper. 2)steal a pencil"
Heard on my radio: "women sometimes make fools of men, but most men are the do-it-yourself sort"
Peggy Bundy from Married with Children: "what time is it?"
Peggy: "oh darn, I slept through my afternoon nap"
I've been back at the dentist, but not because of toothache. Woo-Hoo!!
My last visit was in August 2015 and since then I've had an occasional twinge, gone as quickly as it came, but no real toothache.
Almost a year without toothache! This is cause for celebration indeed.
(I bought some licorice)
Anyway, I had a text message saying I was due for a check up and cleaning, so in I went. My dentist is back at work from her maternity leave, I'm happy about that because I hate breaking in a new dentist.
I had the check up, and the cleaning, last week, then we worked up a treatment plan for things that need doing. First up, two small fillings. Get them taken care of before they become huge, painful, air-sucking holes.
Usually, tiny things like this aren't noticed until I'm screaming and banging my face with my fist to stop the pain, because the root canal is infected. Because in the past I've put off going until I actually have toothache. Big mistake on my part. In my defence, a lot of the times I've been with toothache and been sent home because they couldn't see any reason for it.
The small fillings got taken care of today and I didn't even need any anaesthetic .
Yay! No needles!
I'm going back next month to start work on a cracked molar, again, before it becomes infected.
My dentist did mention that I now had very healthy gums. Clearly I'm doing something right.
Recently, I went to visit my daughter, K, thinking she was still on holidays. I knocked on the door, and when there was no reply, I let myself in, thinking maybe she was still sleeping. She does that when she is on holiday, sleeps until about lunchtime, then has a lot of pyjama time.
Just like me, she is :)
Well, she wasn't home, but there were a few crumbs of something on her benchtop and they were covered in ants. I cleaned that up, then sent her a text message:
"every ant in Adelaide is having a party on your bench"
She sent me this as a reply>>
I love my girl.