It’s Mid-Week And All Is Well

“The trouble with retirement is that you never get a day off.”

I venture into the unknown today, but I have a wonderful friend to venture with me.  I have not been happy with my teeth for years, but after 76 years, I should be happy that I still have some.  So, I decided to see about getting them “fixed.”  Mary was up and ready to go when I showed up this morning and said she would be happy to go with me.

Ready, willing, and able!

We drove to Doctor Annie’s office, and I went through an hour of assessing, measuring, and discussing.  Mary, constantly on the prowl to catch me in compromising situations, snapped a picture of me with my mouth wide open. Nothing unique about that!

Nice camera! The lens was extra-heavy-duty or surely would have cracked under the intense pressure!

After all the pictures, I asked Dr. Annie, “What do dentists call their x-rays?”  She was at a loss until I blurted out, ” Tooth pics.”   I learned a lesson; don’t tease a dentist with sharp instruments in their hands!

So I have thought about it, and as soon as I sell my other car, rent out a room in my house, and cash in all my insurance policies, I will begin the transformation.  Although I pointed out to them that it’s like putting lipstick on a pig!

Oh, did you hear about the Buddhist who refused to have an anesthetic injection when he was going for a filling? Apparently, he wanted to transcend dental medication.

Mary, my trusty sidekick, always alerts me if I appear to be trolling.  I thought of her when I saw this cartoon.

It’s an inside joke!

We departed Huntington Beach and went to lunch at Rockwell’s in Villa Park.  We had a great lunch.   I made a mistake thinking it was noon and ordered a glass of wine.  OMG, it was 10:00 AM. I drank it anyway!

From there, we went back home and awaiting Mary’s financial person to show up.  I passed the time working on the puzzle.

I am always there to help!

Went Paula showed up, we exchanged greetings, and I took off for Jan’s, then to Home Depot, and finally, I took a drive through Villa Park, keeping my eye open for a house for sale with a six-car garage!

I am five days into using the Fluorouracil, a chemical that finds pre-cancer conditions and forces the cells to grow and self-destruct.  I look like my face hit a meat grinder, and the meat grinder won. Fluorouracil is an anti-cancer (“antineoplastic” or “cytotoxic”) chemotherapy drug.  We stopped by Ralph’s market, and Mary asked for a dozen brown paper shopping bags and a box of Crayolas; I think I know what might be coming my way.

“Why Me?”

At 4:00 PM, I returned to Mary’s, where we talked to Colleen for 45 minutes.  We then went to The Rib Trader and picked up dinner.  All the financial mumbo-jumbo made Mary tired because, at 6:00 PM, she crashed on the couch.  I watched Two And A Half Men until 8:00 PM and then sent Mary to bed.  I headed home.

About Paul

Just an old retired guy trying to finish out my last years on this planet. I lost my best friend and wife in early 2020. I was blessed again by reconnecting with Dr. Mary Côté, a long-time friend. Mary and I got married July 28th, 2021, and are enjoying life together and plan to spend the rest of our lives being a blessing to our friends and family.
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