New permanent bridge. John is off. Sorting parts.

Finally, my permanent bridge is in place. The dentist told me to not bite with those teeth for another 24 hours, while the cement is curing. But after that I should be able to eat as normal. The new bridge has none of the roughness and edges the temporary one had. I must have been good, because the last temporary did not break and did not come loose. The tech had to work hard to remove it. Continue reading New permanent bridge. John is off. Sorting parts.

Go for a walk. Bridge down, temporarily repaired. Pretty posies. Painting posts.

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Kerby and Gizmo loudly telling me it is time for a walk

Twice a day the boys and I get to go for a walk. In the morning I usually wait until they tell me it is time to go; it is usually Kerby who first goes and stand by the front door, looking at me. Gizmo soon joins him. In the evening I often initiate the walk process as part of our schedule just before dinner. But tonight I waited until after dinner. Gizmo was sitting with Elaine on her recliner and Kerby was on the floor between us when Elaine asked about our w-a-l-k, spelling it out. She commented that it would not be long before they understood the spelling and, sure enough, Gizmo hopped down and went over near Kerby. I looked at them and spoke the walk word and you can see the result in the photo! Continue reading Go for a walk. Bridge down, temporarily repaired. Pretty posies. Painting posts.