More Please
More days such as this one for the remaining portion of July. The temp and lower humidity and dew point didn’t take care of the mosquitoes. One out of two isn’t bad.
I had a dental appointment at 9:30 this morning. This was a quest that started right after my 80th birthday, March 31st. Dr. Steve Pitcher said it would be a slow process as not only did I qualify for a full bottom plate but there were four difficult extractions to be. By golly he and I powered through it. This morning was the fourth time I had gone back for a minor adjustment on the bottom plate. Each time he checked to make sure the bite was equal on both sides of the mouth as well as biting as if I were biting off a piece of food with my front teeth. He offered I could make an appointment for a visit. I told him I was confident all was going to be fine. He countered that if anything felt off, to give the office a call. Sweet.
I have known many people with a full bottom plate. I also know from Dennis’ experience that having Fixodent on hand is a must. My teeth, top and bottom are in my mouth 24/7 less cleaning time. My teeth will not be vanity teeth to wear only when leaving our home, like some sweet ole cowboy that lives here.
I offered to help Dennis mow our home acre this afternoon. With the temps being so nice he declined and commented he was saving me for when the blue barn acre needed mowing. That worked for me.
After three hours in the studio, I am about to head for the first floor. We had two wonderful suppers of the chicken rueben oven meal. This evening will be a soup and sandwich night.
As of now the calendar is free and clear of appointments for several weeks. I am looking forward to days when the day isn’t broken up needing to be somewhere. More good days. That does sound a bit selfish, but Dennis seconded that. That sounds like a retiree’s dream.
With that I take my leave. ♥