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We're in for a week of soggy, drab days. I don't mind, as I'm a homebody and it means the lackwits tearing out the trees and rolling hills in the name of a five-lane highway no one needs or wants will faff off and leave the dogs and the cul-de-sac residents in peace, but I miss the sun. I've seen it three times in three weeks, and the yard is a sucking, primordial soup. It almost makes me homesick for Florida, which has been a sunny paradise, according to my mother.
My teeth are still amiss, or ahoo, as Jack Aubrey would say, but I'm tired of talking about it. Suffice it to say that this experience has not improved my dim view of dentistry or eased my dark surmises about its horrors. And its prices are extortionate. It's a wonder anyone can afford to do anything other than have their teeth ripped out with rusty pliers after a slug of moonshine. A root canal and crown in my neck of the woods averages $4000, and if it comes to that, I'll just have to writhe and suffer.
I'm off to read and do my best to ignore the discomfort.
My teeth are still amiss, or ahoo, as Jack Aubrey would say, but I'm tired of talking about it. Suffice it to say that this experience has not improved my dim view of dentistry or eased my dark surmises about its horrors. And its prices are extortionate. It's a wonder anyone can afford to do anything other than have their teeth ripped out with rusty pliers after a slug of moonshine. A root canal and crown in my neck of the woods averages $4000, and if it comes to that, I'll just have to writhe and suffer.
I'm off to read and do my best to ignore the discomfort.
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