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Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Pittsburgh for Memorial Day


Mum!

 
Aunt Grace & Cousin Paula

 
Sister Nancy & me.

 
Dartre & Nancy.


Baby Bird's eye view of me coming to trim the hedges: its home!


Baby Bird's Nest after I scared him out of it turning him as Nancy described from a hatchling to a fledgling.


Baby Robin in the grass. A Grassling now? Nancy read that it's likely the mother will come feed it, hide it, and the dad will teach it the ways of the world even though it is not yet flying, but also no longer nestbound.
 

Young lovers, nephew Ben and Courtney.



Cousin Jeff, Caroline's father.


Beautiful Caroline & me.

I am blessed with a fabulous family that I love dearly, and it stings to be so far away. Miss you all already.


Keep it close,

CurioRando

Friday, July 16, 2010

Not for the Faint of Heart, and Mostly Unrelated to Cycling

My gumline pre-surgery.

OK, this is not remotely cycling related. Even I, who sometimes go into extreme contortions to make a cycling connection, cannot. I went to my dentist and he told me my gum recession had progressed to such a degree that I needed gum grafting. Or so he figured. So he referred me to my periodontist, Er-Jia Mao, DDS, MS, PhD.

I really liked Doctor Mao, and if you're looking for a periodontist--and who isn't, right?--I'd go see him.

For me, hard brushing and perhaps genetics left me with two spots that needed grafts. So I had a choice. Doctor Mao could "harvest" skin for the graft from the room of my mouth which he indicated was extra painful, or I could use "other" skin. By "other", he meant that it was "harvested" from a cadaver.

HOLD THE PRESSES! I did find a cycling connection after all. Much as I am not particularly a Lance Armstrong fan, his LiveStrong website does indeed talk about gum disease, so there! But just for the record if you check out that site, my surgery wasn't cosmetic, it was so I don't lose my teeth.


Another pre-surgery shot.


My cadaver donor skin before it became my skin.


Doc Mao peeled my gums back to insert the cadaver skin...


and no, it didn't hurt.


Here's my new gumline a couple months later, and do note the fence, as Doctor Mao likes to call it. It is the ridge that will prevent further erosion. He really liked the looks of this, and therefore, so do I.


Another nice graft, though with the crown it can never quite be as good as it is on one's own God-given ivories.

Thanks, Doctor Mao!


Keep it smilin'!

CurioRando