TOPPING

B had a phlebotomy appointment first thing this morning which he's been dreading for days being a needlephobe, but fortunately the nurse was a true expert and he didn't feel a thing. I was watching him, waiting for the flinch which didn't come.

Then this afternoon I had my crown-fitting appointment at the dentist which I thought was just going to be a quick take-off-the-temporary-one-and-replace-with-the-real-thing but I obviously hadn't taken enough notice of the treatment plan. It needed lots of anaesthesia again and nearly an hour of wrangling to get it correct. I'm still numb (I've sent my apologies to the choir for skipping practice tonight) and my dentist warned me it's going to be quite sore when the feeling comes back so I'm off to spend the evening with a glass of water and some paracetomol.

I had to stop to post a birthday card on the way home and took a phone snap of the summery postbox topper.