Last year my dentist got a new toy, so she was keen to try it out on all her patients. Unfortunately this was before I found out that my insurance wouldn’t cover this new toy. It was some mouth cancer detector, but it looked more like an ultraviolet light projector.
Anyway, she found a dot that looked suspicious. When it was still there a month later, I was referred to a specialist. Said specialist doesn’t think it is anything to worry about. But it is an irritant, and anything that irritates for a long time can turn cancerous. So, tomorrow I go for the operation to have it removed.
This surgery requires a responsible adult to take me home. So I’ve gotten my mother to come up and take care of me. I’ve been busy mother-proofing the place. Hope it meets mother standards.
And I am not allowed to eat after midnight until the appointment in the afternoon. So I will have to gorge myself this evening. Which, surprisingly, doesn’t involve throwing myself into a narrow valley between hills or mountains.