1. Last night, blogolks, I had a hard core version of the Dream In Which All Your Teeth Fall Out. You’ve had it too, surely? It’s one of my recurring ones, along with doing the splits in trees. You know the one, the plot goes a little like this : you feel all your teeth crumble into your mouth and next thing you know you spit them out into the palm of your hand. Last night’s version was hard core because they all fell out at the same time, all 45 of them, and I was extremely anxious about trying to find some milk to keep them in, but it had to be full fat, and I couldn’t find any, and it was all my mum’s fault. (hi mum!)
Fascinating.
2.In other dental news, I do spend a large amount of time checking progress in the bathroom mirror. It’s amazing what a month and a bit in braces has achieved. I have taken progress pictures but enlarged views of my saliva-drenched choppers aren’t that enticing. Anyway; today, I can proudly report that my bottom right teeth hurt like a bugger; things are happening! Yay! Be well, stay dry, and enjoy your grub.