I went to a periodontitis this afternoon, and he asked me things like, “How do you feel about dentures?” I told him I’d rather not have them, if I can avoid it, and he asked me why.
This is going to be painful and expensive, but he told me I can avoid the dreaded dentures because I don’t smoke, I wear my seat belt, and I care.
I wonder if he was once a boy behind someone’s house breaking things.
I have nothing AA related to report. Carole and I read in Dr. Bob and the Good Oldtimers this morning how, when AA began, all the women who came in were nymphomaniacs. And here I thought it was difficult to come in as a 16 year old high school student. At least, if the people who greeted me then thought I might be a nymphomaniac, they didn’t let on.