Uterine Nostalgia

Since my last adventure at the eye doctor's I've had a few sessions at the dentist. Not nearly as much fun. Had a root canal on a back molar, which was to be followed by the administration of a crown. Turns out my roots were found wanting, and before my coronation I had to go through a process called a crown lengthening. If you'd like to check out the icky details (complete with photos) here's a link: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crown_lengthening

So visits with cutting, poking, taking impressions. All leading up to the ultimate coronation, now set for next week.

Meanwhile, my trip into menopause took a slight detour. After over a year's hiatus, my uterus suddenly ceased being dormant. A trip to the doctor removed fears of any serious problems. I think it was just a case of my uterus getting sentimental. Last month was the 40th anniversary of the onset of my puberty and I think my uterus was just wanted to mark that event with one last splurge for old time's sake. Maybe I should have worn some bell bottoms to commemorate the anniversary. Or a mini-skirt.