The ominous foreshadowing picture! My teeeeeth! So I managed to keep alive for all this time, contrary to what my one or two readers thought! Barely! Ahem, I went to London with the girls for a Harry Potter pilgrimage. At Kings Cross station, there is a brick wall labeled Platform 9 3/4 with half a trolley sticking out, for us lunatics,...er, fangirls! In our infinite wisdom, we decided to run into the brick wall, like we missed the Hogwarts Express- oh no! Amanda was smart enough to stop...I'm not, alright! Face meets said brick wall, half a front tooth makes it through to Hogwarts, the rest of me no! Not in this picture- this was taken minutes before! So it was the weekend, no dentists answer the phone (heh, I typed dentits first), so I must wait two days before I can go to the Dental Casualty ward at Guy's Hospital (thanks! You rock!). Surprisingly, there was no mayhem, no wailing people holding their bloody mouths, no sad people with broken wands and missing teeth too (we have a special ward for people like you....no, this didn't happen either :( ). Two days of looking like a battered wife! Anyways, the British dentist had only one colour tooth filling, so I have half a yellow British tooth! Alright!
Taken that very night...dress bought at Primark shopping therapy clinic- note the scab above my top lip. I had to take all my food in straw form, or shove it straight to the back teeth! I still can't eat bread! No bagels- that's impossible!
Taken that very night...dress bought at Primark shopping therapy clinic- note the scab above my top lip. I had to take all my food in straw form, or shove it straight to the back teeth! I still can't eat bread! No bagels- that's impossible!
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I looove that dress you bought at Primark and what you're wearing in the last photo. I really wished I went to Primark. And so jealous about Hogwarts!
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