I guess people usually get broken teeth in fights, or running into doors. I was eating a potato chip, and a huge filling and part of a tooth moved from their proper place. And a few days before that, I was just standing around, and a part of the tooth on the other side on the bottom back decided to depart from unity. Chewing with the front teeth is an art, as they have gotten used to biting off things and passing them back. About 15 years ago, I needed help in Kenya and found Dr. Vinayak with Hollye Conway's help, and he did a temporary. This time he talked me into renewing my mouth with silver and other amalgamated metals. I will be shinier than ever. I do think that was the longest grind time I have ever experienced with my mouth wide open. Then the nurse took me away for measurements, which entailed her pressing some gummy material over both top and bottom teeth with as much strength as she could muster. Not only that, but she kept punching something down on the ground-out areas with vigor as the feeling was coming back in my badly numb and misshapen mouth. Darlene decided not to kiss me when she saw me; she didn't think she could form her lips that way.
And here is Darlene last week with the staff at Java House singing "Happy Birthday" to her. Francis Ndungu, on the left next to Darlene and a former student of ours, made the cappuccino. We had a good day together, and we had lunch with Tony Mauldin as well.
Happy Birthday to You |
Sorry...no pic of Tony...I had eyes only for Darlene |