Ever since I was a little kid, the tooth to the right of my central incisor (dental lingo for front tooth) has been kind of crooked. It never bothered me much. Then, a decade ago when I moved to Los Angeles, a dentist warned me this was a terrible thing! He said all my teeth would continue to shift forward as I ‘aged’ and eventually require braces. The guy wouldn’t let up. He went on and on describing horrendous scenarios of…
After I got sick last year I spent a lot of time on the couch. Not just because I was sleeping a lot, but because I had been sleeping in my bed when I had the stroke. A place that once meant peace, rest…