I am still sick. And I think I should treat myself with a 9pm ice cream cone. But I am trying to resist. Today I took Edda to the dentist. I want to say that when I get stressed and tired, the first thing to go is dental hygiene. It really is a sign for me that things are not going well. I stop flossing my teeth and I stop flossing Edda teeth; somehow I think no one will notice. But plaque buildup and inflamed gums are hard to hide, so I got sternly admonished today at the dentist’s office.