The Day After.....

 Yesterday was my birthday. It is a long way form the year 1950. I read recently that we got old enough that our positive and negative experiences of the past can get to be too many memories. The bad ones can get to be dominate. It makes me tired. 

My new memory of my yesterday's birthday was sitting the morning in the dentist's chair. It was not a great experience.  In fact, I can't think of anything worse that having needles prodding and large tools shoving into my mouth. My dentist complained that I had a small mouth. Both the helper and the dentist really don't know how abusive they can be with their tools as they don't have personal experiences of what it feels like forcing devices here and there. 

I had an old bridge of three teeth that had collapse, unglued on one end. The bridge was made of three  gold teeth and he claimed he had never see one break or crack like that one. Anyway they took all of it out, ground down a fresh connection point for both ends. After two different plastic clay imprints, I now have a temporary bride that fells like concrete.

On the positive side of things I got a moon shot early morning yesterday. After resting from all the abuse I went to Olive Garden for supper.  I had soft thins to pick from and got along well in spite of all the sore spots and bruises on my lips. This morning things are just better. The worse part of it all is done as the new bridge will be easy now that all the prep work is done. The new bridge with expensive ceramic white teeth are all on order. My temp needs to last over twenty days or  more.

It was a warm day yesterday afternoon so I did get some b etter crous shots. They opened up nicely. 

I have a few white ones out there. They are crowded just litke the others from the creeping phlox. 

Thanks for stopping in today.