At great pains

WARNING: off-topic and wriggle-inducing material follows. Those with dentist phobias please skip. And I promise I'll get back to identity, tech and all that good stuff in my next post!

My dentist says I'm one of two clients from her total of two thousand who can spot a decay before she can with her examination and X-rays. I'm that sensitive to pain.

Shirin just drilled out and replaced an old filling that seemed to be the source of a nasty toothache I've had for a week or so and found a decay so slight that she couldn't even see it with her naked eye—but she could feel it with the dental probe.

Well, I guess the upside is those decays get nipped in the bud... Oh, I do hope that toothache is gone when the anaesthetic wears off. : (

I once, years ago, lost a tooth because a root filling failed to cure awful toothache, then my osteopath cured me by releasing a locking up of the bony plates in my skull around the afflicted nerve.

The body is an amazing and sometimes terrible thing. An exuberant 3D manifestation or the gloomiest prison—depending on my state of bodymind.

[UPDATE: after a day or so of worrisome continued aching, the tooth does seem to be settling down very well. Hooray!]

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