I called the dentist. They are seeing me tomorrow morning for a general appointment immediately followed by professional cleaning. Result.
God damn. You know where this is going, don’t you. There is so much work still to do in my mouth. We recently rebuilt the whole of one side of my face, but the other side still needs doing. I don’t think we need to do more implants, but there was talk of a bridge, and blah blah blah. This is going to mean weeks and possibly months of more dental work. Here we go again. I am bracing myself. At least the Hot Dentist, the gum specialist, will come back into my life.
I may be depressed, but nobody can say that I don’t take decisive action once I’ve identified that there’s a problem. I am going to collect a Health point for making the call. I’d been putting that off for a long time.