I hate antibiotics. Repeat, I hate antibiotics.
My teeth have decided they’ve done a long enough sentence as the tools of nighttime lows rescue and are fighting back. Due to have one removed tomorrow and a post put in for another implant. The wretched thing broke, exposing the nerve, so after a protracted argument with the dental receptionist about needing emergency treatment NOW, I’ve had it painted with a sort of clove varnish and been told to take antibiotics as well as infection could creep in before the full treatment.
The sugar graph for the last few days has been like a child’s drawing of a jerky switchback. I even managed a 23. Not had one of those since the bad old pre-Libre days. And I won’t even begin to talk about the effects on the gut.
I hate antibiotics.
There. That feels better. Lucky that live yoghurt’s nice. Especially with raspberries, or stewed apple or stirred into a smooth veg soup. As soon as I’ve working teeth again (could be a couple of months) there’ll be crunchy nuts in the live yoghurt too.
Have a good day everyone.