My Prospective Bridge

Monday morning, I went to the dentist’s office. The dentist wasn’t satisfied with the condition of the hole where he had removed a tooth, so he didn’t proceed to a permanent bridge. He and his assistant removed the temporary bridge, put temporary crowns on two neighboring teeth, and left a vacancy. I’m rinsing with salt water and trying to chew with just the right side of my mouth; I have an appointment for next week, when I may be healed enough for a permanent bridge to be installed.

Now, back to sleep, I hope.