Well that was no fun at all

 I have been to the dentist. Yes, again, and again and again and again...

I have been without several teeth in my lower jaw for a very long time now, using the lower front teeth to do any necessary chewing. Those teeth eventually became so worn down they were only half the original height. So I had crowns attached.

Then a mould was taken a week later to begin construction of a denture. Back I went today, in the fine drizzle and cold wind, expecting a denture, but no! the dentist took another mould to compare with the first one, but this time a different medium was used and instead of a slight tingling there was definite stinging at first and then a burning feel. 

Of course the mould has to stay in until the medium sets so my discomfort became a little extreme. It seems I am allergic to one of the compounds. It was fiery! Oh, the relief when I was allowed to rinse and spit. I mentioned it to the dentist so he knows now that a different medium should be used if needed. 

I have another appointment next Monday and then another a couple of weeks later to begin root canal treatment on a tooth that has been "flaring" (throbbing) on and off for a while. Nip that in the bud before the actual real pain begins!

On my way home this is what I saw:

A line of mushrooms wandering across the front lawn at an estate of units, possibly an old people's home, maybe not.