Or Fillings 16 9 14 (8) 25 1 21
You see I have just returned from the dentist and
her technician when at the beginning of the week I felt something akin to the
condemned man on death row with his imminent demise rapidly approaching: in a
very small way it has to be said but, nonetheless...
And growing old is in a bigger way rather like the
condemned man waiting it out on death row as little by little all the things dear to him and his belongings
are stripped away... Not that I am complaining you understand but only reflecting on what it is like. Like before in these blogs I have quoted from
the bard William Shakespeare: “...sans teeth sans everything.”
Powerful words indeed and so insightful: “...without
teeth without everything”, by which we understand "anything". Well as
you will have guessed already I was expecting to have some teeth extracted from
a mouth already somewhat depleted at the start of the week but which
miraculously are not only still in my mouth but have also been added to with
the aid of modern dentistry...
I had been experiencing tooth ache and with a
vacation scheduled to begin 16 9 18 until 16 9 29 the pain was beginning to
wear me down and I could I thought no longer delay the inevitable and add to
the extractions of teeth which like my father before me was taking its toll on
the beautiful smile I used to have adorning my once handsome face, hahaha.
A big difference with my father however who died at almost half my age
is that he like I had dentures to supplement teeth he had had extracted, only
in the bad old days dentists had not cottoned on to the idea that for every
tooth they extract they are one day closer to being out of work whereas modern-day
dentists like my dear lady dentist of the present time will go the extra mile
to help one retain one’s teeth as was the case this week…(In my father's case he had a pile of teeth extracted while serving in HM Forces and the Navy Dentist's main priority was to extract teeth rather than save them with fillings in order to process as many patients as possible!)
So when I complained of tooth ache she took with the help of her
assistant and a forefinger of mine to hold the photographic plate in place an
x-ray of the two teeth in my right lower jaw where the problem was located and
then she proclaimed them to be in good order and that it was my lower dental
plate that was causing the problem because my own teeth stood too high in my
mouth and that a possible solution to the problems was to file down my own
teeth to bring them into line with my false teeth when the stress I had been
experiencing might well subside and the associated pain be eliminated…
Furthermore she proclaimed that a tooth in my left upper jaw which had
dropped out a few weeks ago leaving a gap between my own adjacent teeth should
be complemented with a new prosthetic tooth to be added to my existing upper
palate to render my natural teeth support again thereby diminishing the likelihood of
more stress. And the result aside from the relief of the not so condemned man
you can see in the pics I shall add to this blog as I wish you all a good day …
P.S. Maybe I have not been writing blogs at my normal rate these last days maybe because of the stress I refer to in this blog..? But despite this fact some people have continued to read my old blogs which stirred me into action on this lovely autumn day: many thanks for your forbearance and let me wish everyone a good continuation to autumn as I prepare for my imminent departure for the hills of Scotland once more..?
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