After my son died nearly 4 years ago, my teeth started falling out: I lost 4 in the next 2 years. Since then I have been fortunate in avoiding any further trouble. But last week, just after my vomiting bout, I noticed one of my few remaining molars on the upper right had become heat sensitive, and it soon began to ache continuously. I am off to the dentist tomorrow to see if repair work can be carried out on the (doubtless) cracked filling. But I know that it is mostly filling anyway, and the chances of him having no option but to abandon it are high. And it's on the left, the side I have had to use exclusively for eating for the last 2 years. So this is a potentially serious situation.
Wish me luck...
After my evening meal (noodles, stir-fry vegetables and a veggie burger) has been eaten with tremendous care to avoid sudden spasms of severe pain, we shall settle down to watch the Netherlands vs Uruguay match. Tell me something: how come a country with a population barely that of Wales consistently produces a world class football team? Could it simply be that they do not suffer from the same sort of blue funk our "golden generation" of players seem to suffer every time they're passed the ball? I'm open to suggestions. In fact, so are the England team. Desperately.
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