Tuesday 28th

As predicted there was snow last night......

which had to be swept off the car before I could load it up with all my emergency gear in case I broke down on the road to the dentist in Norman; thermos, duvets, extra pullovers, and most importantly, my toys.   I thought I might be stuck somewhere for so long that the battery on my C-Nook would go down, so I threw in a hardback book as well.  Then added some extra yarn to my crocheting.   Am I compulsive/obsessive or WHAT!

I don't know what we are doing with all this snow, we're not used to it in Oklahoma.  Snow is what happens in the upper Midwest, the Great Lakes, where temperatures get to -30.

So I stroked Bubbles goodbye, and in the immortal words of Scott of the Antarctic told her I might be gone for some time, then I set off along Highway 9 to my dental appointment.   I discounted any thought of taking the interstate.  I watch too much News Channel, I've seen all the multi pile-ups they have on interstates in bad weather.

To recap on the dental appointment.  I had an appointment anyway today for some fillings but over the weekend I bit on something with an incisor and pain shot through me.   And it continued to be painful if the tooth was touched at all, and very sensitive to hot and cold.  I called the dentist Monday morning to tell them what was happening, that we'd have to postpone the booked fillings, and they started talking about root canals and crowns, neither of which I knew anything about so I spent most of yesterday reading all about them on the internet.

Last night before going to bed I got a snack of soft rolls and some jam from the fridge, and was trying to carefully eat them on the other side of my mouth, but kept getting some very cold jam on the tooth, so it was all very painful and uncomfortable.   I went to sleep glad to be going to the dentist in the morning.

I thought it felt a bit better this morning but I hadn't eaten anything so I couldn't really tell.  The dentist's assistant settles me in, takes an x-ray, dentist comes in and is gently prodding,  he points to the x-ray on the computer,  and there is nothing, nothing, wrong. He gave me a guided tour of the inside of the tooth on the screen, said where the problem would be if there was one.   So we were at a bit of a loss.  Knowing that he was a believer - he goes on mission trips with his church - I suggested that perhaps my praying friends might have something to do with it.   He smiled and said he would certainly buy that.

As a final act of kindness on his way out of the room he told the assistant not to bill me for the examination and x-ray.   She'd already informed me as soon as I'd sat down that it would be $111.  I suppose it is just me because I am not insured but they don't do anything at all without telling me first what it will cost.

So I was back in Shawnee by midday.   

I went to the nursing home and visited with Cecil and Louise.