November 6, 2023 to November 7, 2023
Diagnosis
Monday
Zero miles again? Yes, zero miles. My cardiologist says I should stay off the saddle for three weeks, so I won’t be getting back on for nearly another two weeks - which should push us out beyond the last decent biking days we’ll see in Portland this fall. Foop.
The saga of life goes on though, and today’s episode finds me walking down to my dentist’s office after an abbreviated morning coffee & croissant break. I need to find out what’s happening with my apparently cracked molar, and I figure that my best plan for getting immediate attention is by just showing up first thing when they open their doors.
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It works, and I get hustled into a dentist’s chair almost immediately. Fifteen minutes later we’re examining the X-rays of the sorry tooth in question, and it doesn’t look good. True, it’s cracked - I’ve got a broken crown, which sounds treatable enough. Below that is a cavity though, and further down (or up actually, since it’s an upper molar) is a pretty unhealthy root. The tooth’s a goner.
The news isn’t all dismal though. I’m here in the country instead of overseas, there’s time in the calendar to manage it, and they’ve had a cancellation so they can squeeze me in first thing Thursday morning to rip the sucker out. The best I can hope for, considering.
Just one thing - I’m on blood thinners now, and I’m concerned that I might bleed out when they open up my mouth. We agree that I need to get an OK or advice from my cardio. They book an appointment for me in case I’m green-lighted, and then they call Kaiser and I send my own message and we wait for input.
With nothing else to be done in the meantime I head home, give Rachael the sorry news, coach her with some back exercises for her aching lower back, and then drive down to Willamette Park to walk along the river and look for birds. It’s fair at first but it’s not long before conditions change and I start wondering if I’ve made a mistake by not bringing my parka along.
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I’m missing out on some cycling, but as compensation I’ve been enjoying getting out on short walks and seeing some familiar areas in a different way. Today I walk from John’s Landing down to the far end of Willamette Park and back, a stretch I’ve biked through many times but never covered on foot. I enjoy it quite a bit, even though there are no new bird sightings and a brief squall leaves me hiding under a tree briefly.
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In the evening we drive over to the east side to Nuestro Cucina for dinner, since I want to bank a few meals at our favorite restaurants before my tooth gets yanked and I’m regimented onto a soft diet. Tonight we’re served by Michael, a man we’ve gotten to know casually over the last many years we’ve been frequenting this place. Tonight he hangs around the table for an extended conversation, first because he wants to hear about my ablation surgery because he’s looking forward to his own before long; and then he wants to talk about Sicily (which he remembers we’ve been to before), because his extended family will all be going there for a few weeks this spring to explore their roots - this is the first time that we’ve heard that Mike is Sicilian.
Tuesday
Yesterday I heard back from Dr. Lin. He’s concerned about the idea of me stopping my blood thinners for the extraction, and wonders if it can wait a month or two. I relay this to the dentist, who says waiting would be a real concern to them. It’s infected and they’re worried about it abscessing or injuring its neighbors or my health. So I relayed this back to Dr. Lin and asked if he could talk to them directly.
I finally hear back from him this morning over coffee. He’s spoken with them, and with their assurance that they can manage any possible bleeding problems without me going off meds he gives the OK. So that’s a decision and Thursday morning it is. I send off messages to two friends down in Salem that I had plans to drive down and visit Friday to reschedule them, because it doesn’t seem shrewd to plan on driving down there and back the day after oral surgery.
And then I let the HAC Group hear the news as well, because we have a meetup scheduled for Thursday at noon. We’ll go ahead with it because it’s really the only day possible, but it’s a pretty funny situation. Originally, Jen warned us that we can’t start before noon because she has a morning dental appointment. And then Andrea chipped in that she’s getting the permanent crown for her implant that day also, and will have to step out for a few minutes for that in the middle of the gathering.
And then Rachael gets diagnosed as needing a new crown, and gets a temporary and a sore mouth to live with in the meantime. And now there’s my little issue. It should be a merry gathering.
After that though, today’s a near repeat of yesterday. Rachael goes out for her walk, and I drive out to Broughton Beach on the Columbia to walk along the river and look at the birds, of which there are very few again. It’s like yesterday in that it’s another spot we’ve biked many times by it I’ve never walked. Birds or not I like seeing the river from a new perspective, walking on the beach and then on a footpath just above it.
In the evening we go out again, to Gallo Nero this time for my last real meal for awhile - I should have taken food photos. On the way out we enjoy a conversation with the owner, an immigrant from Tuscany. Tonight he shares with us one of his passions, mushroom hunting. He pulls out the phone and shows us photos of his latest finds and then describes what it’s like and how it’s what he did as a child growing up in the Appenines.
So we often have misgivings about coming back to Portland, but there are definitely some good points too. It’s really nice running into some faces and places from the past like we’ve done in the past week.
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Was glad when the year of medication was finished! I was tired of looking like a mishandled banana from all the minor bruising.
I wish you the best on your dental adventure.
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Is it our ages or this age?
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