Showing posts with label teeth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label teeth. Show all posts

Saturday, 30 September 2017

Dennis the Menace and......


No, not Gnasher, I know that's what you were thinking, isn't it?

If you say to anyone Dennis the Menace they will (most likely) think the following words are "and Gnasher", as in Dennis the Menace and Gnasher.

That is unless they are darts fans, then they may well think of Dennis "the menace" Priestley he of the "arrers" fame. Interestingly (or not) if you google "arrers" (well I wanted to make sure it was spelt right) the Urban Dictionary, which itself conjures up all sorts of weird and wonderful words/saying, puts "arrers" in a a sentence, in case you are in any doubt what it means. I've just flung my arrers (the UD says), I think it would work better with me arrers, not my arrers (go on, say it in your best Cockernee accent and see which works better) but that's the example they give, my not me.

So why the teeth, or gnashers, as we like to refer to them. I say we, I am not sure who I'm including in that, but I know a lot of people refer to teeth as gnashers.

I have posted about teeth or things related to them previously, how do I know that. Well I have this amazing memory about things I have said many years ago, no, that's not true. Some days I forget what happened the day before, I would have no chance in remembering specifics of what I have posted way back. The reason I know is the label in the post. I wanted to use the label teeth for this one and saw I have used it previously, twice in fact.

Why am I doing a post about teeth, well, they drive me potty (mine) some of the time, now being one of those times. I have several crowns (no, I am not talking regal) and 1 of the in particularly frequently comes loose and drops out, occasionally mid sentence, which can make for interesting interactions, particularly if I am talking to someone that doesn't know me. I often liken it to Conrad Poohs as it isn't just the one tooth. At any given time it could be a range of them, well different ones, sometimes more than one, not sure why they just make me think of dancing teeth.

Conrad Poohs by jesse2

There will be less dancing soon, of the teeth, not me, I don't do dancing, well, I have, but that's another post entirely.

Major work is planned and commences shortly, proper scaffolding up and planning permission stuff.

Well maybe not quite that serious, but its a big thing for me and took a while to get my head round.

I doubt very much this will be the last tooth post either and why should it be, at a pound a go (depending on tooth fairy rates) there is a financial benefit to them pooping out, or dancing, as I like to think of them :-)

Friday, 17 June 2011

This is just.......

……. a quick celebratory post, a celebratory post in recognition of the passing of a rather unpleasant chapter in my life. I say chapter, it was a few weeks and although unpleasant I am probably over doing it somewhat.
I’m talking about the abscess (as mentioned in the last post)
Without wishing to tempt fate and say the wrong thing, but in hushed, whispered, walls have ears, carless talk, nudge nudge wink wink, keep it under your hat (etc etc) type way, I think….
I’m over the worst
Hence a celebratory post, ok, I admit, it’s a bit of a lame reason to celebrate, but celebrate I will J

Sunday, 12 June 2011

I feel slightly confused

Probably more than “slightly”
It doesn’t take much to confuse me, but as I sit here typing this (with immense pain in my mouth) I must admit to being very confused by the above saying.
I appreciate that in certain circumstances “no pain no gain” can make a bit of sense and may even be justified, but I would imagine that in many more circumstances it sounds like utter twaddle to the person experiencing said pain.
If I were in training for something or trying to achieve some personal goal re endurance etc  then maybe, just maybe I would agree, but I’m not, I’m sitting here with an abscess in my gum, deep beneath a tooth, pressing on a nerve and feeling more sensitive by the hour, oh and its expletive expletive agony L
So that’s the pain part established, now for the gain part, ummmmmm ,  oh, I know, once I have endured this pain my gain will be a reward of some sort from the government, possibly linked  to events in Libya and how my abscess played a central role in a positive outcome? A knighthood maybe, for services rendered to the dentistry profession? What about an enormous sense of wellbeing and inner peace because I know my suffering was not in vain and others will benefit from it………. No? I wonder what it will be then.
Let’s be honest, none of those will occur and nothing good will come of it, there is no gain linked to the pain I’m currently in, the only gain will be when it stops but that’s a daft reason to have pain, knowing it will be nice to endure because when it stops you will feel better. That’s like hitting your thumb with a hammer repeatedly while putting a shelf up because you know that when you stop hitting it you will be happier, of course you will be, but that’s not the point, don’t hit it in the first place!
No pain no gain? Sorry, don’t agree at the moment, more like pain with no gain…………
Still, on a brighter note at least the shelf is up and the swelling in my thumb has gone down, I’m joking, I wasn’t hitting my thumb with a hammer, although I was putting a shelf (or 2) up J