Tuesday, 30 June 2015

I will not be dating in the near future

Today the very fine Endodontist, Dr. Raul Ortiz, took a look at my tooth; (the one from which a crown had "popped"), (and he did not charge a single red cent).

He determined that I could have a repair which would involve having a new post inserted into the root, and a new crown inserted.

But, honest man that he is, he told me that because the root is so feeble,  this (very costly) "fix" could work for a lifetime, or it might only last for a year.

The alternatives (which he suggested), is to have the root removed, and then to have the tooth replaced with a partial plate; or to have an implant.


So it is back to my equally fine Dentist, Dr. Timothy Mercer, who will recommend an orthodontic surgeon to  remove the root, and insert an implant, OR for  Dr. Mercer to fit me for a partial, and then have it made. I already have a lower partial with two teeth at the right end.

I am entirely grateful to Drs. Ortiz and Mercer who will work together to enable the least expensive and most effective solution. It is such a privilege to work with these two dental professionals who are concerned more for my dental health than they are for more expensive and lucrative procedures. 

The procedures which Dr. Ortiz suggested will take a while.

Thus I will be snaggle toothed for weeks ahead,

That's why I will not be dating in the near future.  (Giggles!)

(And gratitude to Dr. Raul Ortiz, and Dr, Timothy Mercer)



Monday, 29 June 2015

Uneasy lies the tooth that wears a crown. **

So, I did not break a tooth when I was eating my salad lunch yesterday.  Turns out that a crown got separated from its base.  This is good news.

Even better news is that when I called the office of my Dentist at 8:40 a.m. today (29th June 2015)  I was able to get an appointment for 4:00 p.m.

(Imagine that, you call a Dentist's office at 8:40 a.m., and get an appointment for 4:00 p.m. on the same day).

My Dentist,  the estimable Dr. Timothy Mercer,  (I admire his skills and I  like his "bedside manner") identified the problem.

(In truth  one of his dental hygienists did most of the work)

Dr, Mercer has a good professional relationship with a local Endodontist   Dr. Raul Ortiz, (the man who took care of my recent root canal work).

Thus it is that I will see Dr. Ortiz on Tuesday 30th June at 11:30 a.m. (I also  admire Dr, Ortiz's  skills,  and I  like his "bedside manner") .
What ho! : - My Dentist today. An Endodontist  tomorrow.

I am so damn lucky to have such good dental insurance, and  to live in a Town where skilled medical professionals are a dime a dozen.

I am so very lucky, so very blessed, and so very grateful.

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** "Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown" is a quotation from William Shakespeare's
Henry IV)

Sunday, 28 June 2015

I refuse to smile

I refuse to smile, for when eating salad (of all things) at lunch today, one of my lower teeth broke.

Thus my usual winning and attractive smile (!! LOL !! )  is alloyed, at least until I see Timothy Mercer D.M.D.  asap.

Crummy Selfie.


SMILES APART
 
 
I was in my local 7/11 store this afternoon to purchase this and that (but not the other).
 
 
The Clerk (Assistant), a woman in her early forties, greeted me with these gracious and professional words:  "Wassup Honey? ".  
 
I could do no more than to burst out laughing at her (let's say) unconventional  greeting. Maybe, with one tooth missing I looked more like a "honey", than an utterly respectable Episcopal Priest.
 
 I giggle even as I write this, with my very silly tongue in one cheek.
 
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ON A MORE SAD NOTE  (tongue in cheek again)  I finally "binned" (as they say in England)  a lighter which I bought in Viet Nam a few years ago.
 
It has long since ceased to work, but I had held on to it as a happy souvenir of my stay in Ho Chi Minh City (Sai- gon),   and the convenience store across the street from my Hotel.
 
I so much enjoyed being in Viet Nam.  I would love to return there, if I could  get off the beaten tourist track.
 
 
 
 

 



Saturday, 27 June 2015

Flags and Statues etc

In the centre of my native City of Bristol, U.K. stands a statue of  Edward Colston (2 November 1636 – 11 October 1721). 
He was a Bristol-born English merchant and Member of Parliament. Much of his wealth, although used often for philanthropic purposes, was acquired through the trade and exploitation of slaves.



Erected in 1895


The name Colston is commemorated in the name of the concert hall in Bristol  (The Colston Hall); in three schools, and in several streets.

From time to time there have been calls to have the statue removed on account of Colston's important role in the Slave Trade. 

Those who wish the statue to remain say that it honours his philanthropy.

Please note that the statue was erected in 1895  -  a time when British Imperialism was at its zenith, (that should tell you something).

Nonetheless, I am amongst those who believe that the statue should be left as it is: save for an additional inscription, viz  "He was a Slave Trader".

I am disturbed by cultural iconoclasm.

I fear historical amnesia.

Let the statue stay, but let the inscription tell the truth.

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When I was young (1944-1964) the only time I saw the flag of St. George was when it was hoisted above (Church of England) Churches on April 23rd (St. George's Day).



Sometime later (maybe in the 1990's) the St. George's flag was co-opted by English Nationalist ( i.e. racist) groups. It was in danger of becoming a symbol of dirty racism.

In more recent years the St. George's flag has been flown as a symbol of  pride in our English heritage: with all of its glories,  and with all of its grimness.

I truly like the (English) flag of St. George.  But I am aware that it has "meanings"  which are both noble, and nefarious.

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Lord knows how many years ago it was that I was with my German friend Pascal in an evening visit to Stuttgart, Germany.

We heard sounds of celebration.  Following our ears we came across a host of Scots who were in Stuttgart for a soccer game between the Glasgow Rangers (firmly Protestant)   and the local Stuttgart team.

(Glasgow Celtic is the Catholic team).

These young Scots were waving the Union Flag (far right)


An explanation of the flag, correct except that the flag on the right  is more correctly described as the Union Flag,


 
I asked one of the young Scots why he was waiving the Union Flag rather than the Scottish flag of St, Andrew.
 
 
He quickly dis-abused me by saying that he, as a Protestant,  believed that the  cross of St. Andrew was  no more nor less than a saltire on the U.K. flag,
 
This young Protestant Scot saw  the Union Flag as a blessing, and  the St. Andrew's flag as a curse.
 
 
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Flags and Statues have deep meanings (and counter-meanings) in my native U.K.,  and in  my adopted U.S.A.