I hadn't been to my dentist since May-2004 (normally I went on weekends, but since Sofia and the kids moved to Montreal, I am not in Ottawa on the weekends). Last night, as I was munching on some cashews, I felt a pain in one of my molars and then some grit in my mouth. I went and washed it out, assuming that maybe there had been a stone or something amount the cashews. Turns out I noticed a hole in the surface of the molar (top right, second from the back, my wisdom teeth were removed years ago). Fishing around for grit in my mouth, it looked like crumbled filling. So I assumed that my filling had cracked and crumbled and come out. Went to the dentist this morning, he took an x-ray and came back with bad news. I have a large cavity under the filling, which gave way. The filling did not fall out, but rather impacted into the space of the cavity. He did not rework the filling, since the cavity is very near the root - cleaning it out would likely result in exposing the root. As some
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Did he like his haircut?
kaymac: I thought it was a great line too.
barbara: In terms of appearance, yes. In terms of behaviour ... we both have a lot of energy and had trouble sitting still. But he is far more interested in sports than I ever was. I also asked far more questions than he does. In fact, my mother says my first word was tso? which is Polish for what? as I used the word and a pointed finger to inquire about my world.
MOI: it is a hard habit to stop. I remember at my first job, my boss told me that he thought I would never settle down and stop asking questions.
tin-tin: thanks!
freckled-one: I know it won't. I wish I had kept a journal and recorded more memories of the kids. We do have lots and lots of photos, though.