Which Was Not A Healthy Situation

My trip to the dentist Tuesday afternoon was a breeze — a much more gentle breeze than what blew off the sea all day; some of the wildest winds we’ve had. High surf this morning and still dramatic winds, although easing up.

I’ll also ease up on the dramatics about my future dental appointments. Here’s some drama of a different color.

I was a bit concerned last week when I saw what had been dropped off at the as-yet-unopened First Aid Station. (Click the images for a more thorough diagnosis.)

I SURE HOPE IT WASN’T AN EMERGENCY.
AND THIS WEEK ON THE BEACH OUTSIDE A LOCKED TOILET.
A WHILE LATER. SHOULD I BE WORRIED?
MY VIEW (IN MY HEAD) ON MY LAST PASS … VAGUELY FAMILIAR.


And oh what happened then was rich…

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

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