For some reason I had a whole anthology series of dreams last night. They all caused a feeling of panic and pressure. The last one I remember I was required to write a song and / or poem so this morning this requirement is stuck in my head and I feel like I need to be working on it. Crazy.
Yesterday I had the thing happen. The one thing everyone with sad weak teeth fears. I chipped my front tooth!!
How you ask? I HAVE NOT FUCKING IDEA! Suddenly just a piece of tooth gone. My teeth have gotten really really week on this chemo drug. Even my gums are starting to look bad which has never happened. I will call the dentist office today and see what happens.
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