Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Sunday was memorable for me biting into an apple and losing a chunk of filling from one of my molars. I have done this before and there is little of the tooth left but enough, I hope to hold another filling. I just can't bear the thought of having to actually lose any of my teeth. Since then, my tongue has become gradually more and more sore from the sharp bit of tooth which it catches on whenever I talk.
Luckily, I only had two clients today and none yesterday, of course, as it was a bank holiday but I did have a longish lunch with a friend and that involved a fair amount of talking.
Tonight, the sore tongue means that I shall be talking as little as possible, which Keith might be quite pleased about (although he would know better than to admit it, of course!) and tomorrow, I am off to the dentist.