June 11, coming home from the dentist

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I'd had a place between two of my teeth that had been sensitive, off and on. To cold, mostly. I'd mentioned it to the dentist several times over the years, but since it wasn't very bad, and wasn't all the time, I didn't press it.

In the last year or so I switched dentists.

I mentioned this iffy place to the new practice during my check up, and they immediately took an xray of just that place. They decided that it looked iffy in addition to feeling iffy, so on the 11th I had it worked on. It turned out there was "some aggressive (but not scary) decay", and they drilled and filled two teeth.

So interesting how different the filling process is from when I was a kid.... More layers of binders and adhesives and what not, all hardened with light, and then sculpted and ground and polished.......

The anesthetic side of things is not different. It hurt then and it hurts now. The worst part of the whole experience. "It's not so bad. It's not so .... BAD! BAD! WORSE! BAD! WORSE!" Ow. And then the rest of it isn't exactly a picnic, either.

My lip was still a little numb/tingly at 3:00 (and my appt started at 11).

I wish I could say that was the last "known issue," but, alas, I have to have two partial crowns to protect teeth that have some "minor cracks".........

Getting older than Mother Nature's expected expiration date is not for sissies.



Ok.

We'll try to take our minds off all that. It was raining right down when I drove home.

I was looking at the long streaks of reflection, especially of the traffic lights.





I often like what the watercolor filter does to wet images.





Almost home.





With watercolor.





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