The Bloody Doors Off

The dental work continues, unabated.

Four fillings to take care of later this month. Then a six month reprieve, aside from cleanings, before one final tooth gets pulled and a new top mould is taken. Which means I’ll be rocking these temporary dentures for half a year, at least. I’m okay with that.

Hopefully work will pick up enough to defray the cost next year, if/when I get the finals (which she said would be way easier to do things like chew food; I’m still struggling with that). You know what would be better? If I could land full-time with benefits. That would rock, and help out my family immensely.