Dental hygiene

So, prior to being diagnosed with sarcoidosis last year, I was in the middle of a heavy-duty regimen of dental care repairing the effects of being too long without dental insurance on my gums. (Kids, don’t try this at home.)

I was just at the end when I went into the hardcore downward spiral, and missed my follow-up appointments and all the rest. (I was actually in surgery on the day I should have been getting my teeth looked at, if I remember correctly.) My illness precluded really focusing on getting back in the swing of things for several months. Today, I went back for my first cleaning since the operation. It didn’t go great — I’m feeling pretty thrashed right now after all the digging around in my mouth with The Hook of Doom and all the rest.

I did learn, from my horse-crazy hygienist, that horses can get sarcoidosis. I now have to come to terms with the realization that I will never run in the Kentucky Derby.

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