Recently, I switched to a new dentist and he asked me a question that pleased me. But I probably shouldn’t be pleased. Yes, I’m conflicted.
Strange Story And Still Yet I’m Conflicted
Many of you may not know this fact about me unless it’s in my 100 Things About Me List. Or my 100 More Things About Me List. But when I was 12 years old, we were playing backyard baseball and I was acting as the catcher when the batter hit a ball, threw the bat and hit me in the mouth. I lost my two front teeth and they have been crowned for over 50 years now.
Fast-forward to this past Tuesday when I met my new dentist (who I LOVE, by the way). He looked at my x-rays and asked me if my two front-teeth crowns were due to a sports injury.
The first response that came to my witty, gay mind was, “Do I LOOK like someone who’d have a sports injury?” And then I realized that is exactly why I had two capped front-teeth!!! After a brief pause, I responded to his question with this odd sense of pride…”Why yes, it was due to a sports injury!”
The sense of pride in achieving two missing front-teeth is what has me conflicted.
I may have to change the story. How does “I lost them in a gay-bashing in the ’80’s” sound?
I was able to finish the single-color, teal Koknar scarf.
It’s only about 5″ wide, but it’s 98″ long (13 cm x 250 cm). I like this welted garter fabric. It’s quite squishy and very warm. And this color brings out the color in my eyes, no?