Late Tuesday afternoon I returned to my periodontist. He said things looked good. He advised that I could return to eating normal foods, so long as they were chewed on the other side of my mouth. I am to return in four weeks. In the meantime, I was provided with the tiniest brush known to me to do specialized brush work on the affected area.
We watched the television show Ringer last night, which seems to be finding its voice as updated B movie noir stopping on the outskirts of camp. I also took Beatrice for a walk around the pond, and watched a good bit of the fine classic movie 'The Big Sleep'. Humphrey Bogart was a fine actor and a great chess player, but I focused a good bit last night on Lauren Bacall, for some reason.
A cold front is coming, which brings out the theatricality in the ads for the local newscast. "Snow may be coming to some of you", which translates to "those of you in the cold, furthest reaches of the Texas panhandle, who can barely pick up our broadcast, may get a flurry". On the other hand, the panhandle already got a few inches of snow last week. Snow in November is much more unlikely down our way--at least until late December or January. Sometimes, though, surprises happen--this year I'd be in favor due to the drought.
November 1 we went to Stage 3 drought conditions, which means less lawn watering and the like. I hope the rains come back soon.
