Somewhat disconcertingly, the incisor with the hole in it on the upper right side of my mouth, totally disintegrated during the night. I only realised the loss when I was having a coffee and croissant at a local cafe this morning. Presumably, I swallowed the fragments and fortunately didn't choke to death.
While I still have enough teeth to get by, I can't help but speculate how many more will disintegrate in the coming months or years. Anyway, tomorrow I turn 74.5 years old. On that day, I'll be exactly 27214 days old and I'm beginning to feel very old.
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