Forget I lost a tooth??

How many different ways can one travel in a day and end up back home before 5:00 PM? I know; it depends on the distance each way and how long you stay. I had to take hubby in one direction this morning for a dr appointment which took 2 hours plus almost 2 hours of traveling. Then I had to take myself to a dr in the opposite direction; another about 1 and 1/2 hour trip. My time spent there wasn't quite as long but that's a lot of traveling, sitting, waiting, and traveling some more. Oh well, all in a day of fun if you want to call it that.

I'm grateful to be able to get out and go though, even if it was to a dr today. Maybe tomorrow my traveling will be more fun. There is a possibility that I may be able to see one of the little grandbabies tomorrow, and if so, I'm all for that. It's between seeing her or having a tooth extracted...hmmm which should I do? Well, if I can I will get the tooth out so I will be happier when I see the little one.

Today at the oral surgeon, she tried to tell me that I had a bridge on the bottom left side of my mouth and I said no, I don't. She told me to look at the x ray and I still said I had no bridge there; if I did, I had not been taking proper care of it. She was so caught up with that that she didn't even look at the bad tooth until she had satisfied her curiosity. Of course, I was right: no bridge! It turns out that the x ray was just a bad picture. I thought I would remember if I had lost a molar there; I forget a lot but so far, tooth pulling hasn't been one of those.