Bless her, as Arthur has put a couple of things on the blog, Elke would like to share here idea to help out the public sector in it’s time of need… an opportunity for the private sector i.e. ME, to give something back…. So Elke and Mummy have given this to me…
Tuesday morning around 8. The mystical mist turned the bull rushes into mere silhouettes as the crickets clicked and the birds chirped. Once the final fly was caught, the frogs calmly sat down on their lily pads and peacefully drifted off to sleep. Meanwhile a tired tortoise, looking for a place to sleep, climbed onto a battered log and closed his eyes.
Pop! The tortoise opened his eyes and saw a shocking sight.
Today at school Arthur drew a Lion….. I particularly like it because it is the first real thing he has ever drawn… everything so far has been a cartoon or fantasy.
The lame Muntjac has not been seen for a few weeks, but tonight she returned with the Male and their little baby… quite difficult to photograph as the baby kept running away.
Clare has now been seen by one pharmasist, one GP who spoke with the oral surgeons, a new dentist, 2 dental nurses and one dental practice manager. All have expressed major concerns about lots of differing issues. Clare now has a hole in the bottom of her mouth and a very sore tongue, can taste nothing but stinking blood all the time and is now terrified of dentists.
Clare asked advice of pharmasist who had never seen anything like it. She sent her to her GP who also has never seen anything like it and immediately took photos. He sought advice about suturing from an oral surgeon who sadly has seen something like it before….
Clare has now stopped shaking but still has a huge hole in the floor of her mouth. What next?
Clare has now registered with a new dentist who didn’t like the look of the hole and now surrounding red bits. Things might start getting even messier…