I got a letter today from the Breast Health Center saying that my breasts are good to go for another year; I seem to have been booted out of the risk group for now. It's always good to get a report like this.
The state of my teeth is not so good, alas. They are dazzlingly clean as of today but the Tooth in Question is scheduled for extraction a week from today. I don't seem to have done anything wrong; in fact, I'm doing a lot right. However, I developed a bad crack and the tooth cannot be saved. Or perhaps I developed a small crack that went unnoticed until it became a bigger crack.
During today's folding, spindling, and mutilating exercise, a few more cracks were found. Some landed on the "watch list" but two are bad enough to warrant extraction of the current fillings and likely some high-tech bonding replacement (I'm guessing) in an effort to save those teeth. It sounds like this whole episode will take around six months to resolve.
I will be taking my Bose noise-reducing headphones with me to future appointments and concentrate on some of the breathing tips suggested by KAH. And I'll probably shake anyways.
As a side note, my hygeniest was just mortified that I'll be losing a tooth and kept saying how sorry she was (despite having lost a tooth, herself, under similar circumstances). But somehow, it seems far less traumatic to me, on a lasting basis at least, than other possibilities.
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