Eating is. Odd. I dipped my finger in warm sauce. I’m not allowed hot food today but Dr. Sugarman said warm food was fine. And so I need to test the temperature. I bring it to my lips. There are no upper teeth to block my finger. No teeth to buffer the sauce back along…

I am a reverse-toothless vampire. Canines are intact. If I was a bloodsucker, I wouldn’t starve. But I have to use my back teeth to chew. There’s so much food in the fridge but I dunno how I’m gonna eat it. ‘Sides, can’t have hot things for the first 24 hours. Let this be a…

Front four teeth extracted. One of them had a cyst. That’s not good. Luckily it’s draining and shouldn’t pose any further problems. I’ll be eating gauze for a few hours. But we have ice cream. And I get transitional dentures Thursday afternoon. So get it outta your system now. ‘Cuz I ain’t gonna be Stumpy…

Can’t sleep. Never could, the night before a flight out of town. The anxiety messes with me. Didn’t wanna miss take-off.

Moving on is a chance that you take every timeYou try to stay togetherSay a word out of line and you findThat the friends you had are goneForever, foreverSo many faces in and out of my lifeSome will last, some will just be now and thenLife is a series of hellos and goodbyesI’m afraid it’s…

Harold’s digging around the back of my head. I’m throwing up blocks. Keeping him out. Deep breaths. It’s gonna be okay. Three days. And a new chapter begins. With teeth I’m not afraid to eat corn on the cob. Gonna be a long three days. Sure. Waiting always feels longer. Did Einstein ever work that…

Best of both worlds. They’re gonna do the extractions on Monday, after all. And they found time on Thursday for me to come in and get the dentures put in. I dunno how, but the universe came through for me today. And it’s not going unnoticed. Or unappreciated.

So, my dentures will not be ready on Monday. Which means they can’t extract the rest of the teeth until they come in. On Thursday. For which there are currently no appointments. And I’m going to a cottage on Saturday. They won’t pull the teeth before the dentures are ready, because that’s the impression they…

Disparage yourself in your blog. She’ll set you straight. I love my wife.

I have a hard time letting things go. Example. My front teeth. Clearly they gotta go. And the dentist was more than willing to yank them on Thursday. But I couldn’t stand the idea of being without the dentures replacement. Even though it’d give my gums a better chance to heal. One of them wiggles…