A Toothache and a Sparkling Thank you!

It’s when I brush my teeth that I think! Yes, that’s a bit strange isn’t it? But the comfortable feel of toothbrush bristles on my willing-to-be-massaged teeth lull me into a relaxed state, and that’s when ideas, thoughts and plots jump out of my mind, waiting to display themselves on my laptop or a white sheet of paper.

- ROBERT CLEMENTS

But today, those creative juices stopped as I was suddenly shaken awake from my toothbrush reverie. I realized with a start that something was missing, and realize that there was no pain!

No pain, you ask?

Yes, for days on end a cap had fallen of a tooth, which started hurting as soon as the bristles rubbed against the open tooth. “Ouch!” would scream a million or maybe a trillion nerve endings, and “Ouch!” would scream the owner of those trillion painful nerves! And in a jiffy, the toothbrush would be out, along with a rinsing with cold water from the tap, which stilled the pain to a certain extent.