That’s interesting to know @Filmac1
I too went to the dentist today to see if I needed a filling before my chemo which starts on Friday. Had an x-Ray and he was happy to leave tooth as it is. He didn’t suggest and special toothpaste or mouthwashes. I feel I’m missing out!
I’m 22 weeks into Invisalign. Was told I’d need 19 trays for straight teeth and returned for a review and another 13 have been added. The joke when I embarked on the quest to sort out my snaggleteeth is that I’d have straight teeth in my coffin unlike my parents who both have ill fitting dentures. I want a woodland burial when my time comes when I’m three score years and an extra twenty-five. I don’t want my pesky whites cremulated!
@salbert. Partial retirement. Not quite what I planned and had I not taken it I’d be getting full sick pay for 6 months. Now I’ll get 60% of what I would have done. Despite this I know I am very fortunate as I’m in the 1995 pension scheme as I started my training as a teenager. It allows nurses to take their pension when we reach 55. It’s not enormous as I worked part-time when the kids were at school, but it’s better than a kick in the teeth- especially as I’m spending a pretty penny on me teef!
Consenting to those genetic bloods on Thursday morning before my PICC line.
Trying to wind up at work. I’ve had to say out loud a few times on the phone that I’ve got breast cancer in both of them. It’s made me a bit tearful. Then I remember that as Mrs Jelly I am allowed to have a wobble. It is a lot. It’s not nice. I’m not looking forward to much of it and whilst I’m trying to be thankful, hopeful, find humour in it all and seek out pleasure in the raft of investigations and appointments, the new relationships I’m forging, it is actually a big pile of steaming poo and I’d rather it was inside someone’s home, not mine.
Hey ho, going to have some soup and reduced brown rolls from M&S. Husband has gone out with a group of ladies he worked with. Bet he has a starter and a pudding.
Being maudlin or as my Mancunian Nana would have said, ‘mardy pants’ so signing off and will carry my soup in the manner of Julie Walter’s two soup sketch to cheer myself up!