It was just a typical day.

Snow.




Snowblowing.



Padding around the house in warm slippers.




Welcoming a little weekend visitor.




And then it happened.

My molar broke.




I am not in pain.
Which is very good.




But I am sad about the state of my teeth.

So many fillings as a young girl have left little my teeth in poor condition.
I have five crowns.

I could probably get three more. Easily.

It is a hard thing, getting old and having ones teeth crumble.


If this were the middle ages.
I would be toothless.

It would not be pretty.

But then again.

I would be dead from the appendicitis.

Dead and toothless.



I'll think about that tomorrow.



Encourage one another,
Donna