A powerful lesson about why we should never give up hope and why we shouldn’t listen to those who would have us do so.
There is always a lesson in our trials and tribulations if we take the time to seek it out among the carnage. For me, the greatest lesson I ever received came after years of living in a haze and functioning on auto-pilot. Daily life became the same routine as I settled into my comfort zone. Sure I wanted more, dreamt of more and wished for more, but actually having more required change I wasn’t about to leave my comfort zone for.
Then my comfort zone was obliterated with three words. You. Have. … I don’t speak the third word often. I refuse to take ownership of it. But that final word sunk my wants, dreams and wishes for the future because of the expectation attached to it. Under the fog of knowledge of my demise, I sought a purpose, a reason for why this happened. Not that I…
It was another rainy day but we just had to get out into the forest and breathe some tree air so J and I headed over to one of our local parks, Belcarra Regional Park, and took the trail that brings you out on a beach that looks directly across to Jug Island and has a great view down Indian Arm.
Even though it was rainy, cloudy and cool, there was a steady stream of “traffic” on the trail. When we started out, there was an Asian gentleman manning a big kettle of soup being heated by a propane set-up under one of the lean-tos. We asked him what he was doing and we think he said he was cooking bone soup for all his hiking friends when they returned and that we were welcome to join them. We were jealous. I want a friend like that!
The returning Asian hikers passed us on our way down the trail just a little after we started in so we knew that by the time we got back, they would be gone and so would the soup. See, there really is no such thing as a free lunch!
Got to the beach about the same time as a group of younger folks, took a few pictures looking down Indian Arm and headed back to the car.
You can just see the tip of Jug Island at the far left on the shots. Nice couple of restorative hours. It’s always worth it to get out. No matter how bad the weather seems it’s always nicer on the trail.
It’s becoming a year of body renovations for me. I’ll share some others in upcoming posts but the latest “improvement” has been to get a mouth guard to prevent me grinding my teeth while I sleep at night. I had complained to my dentist about my jaw occasionally locking up and not being able to open it enough to eat food or properly chew. So we decided to see if it was due to my grinding my teeth at night.
Let me interject here, that I REALLY like my dentist. I’ve gone to him for many years now and he never recommends anything just to make a few more bucks. So I trust his judgement in our decision to try this nightly guard.
Ok, here’s the really cool stuff. He and his assistant used their new scanner which takes 6000 images per second to make a 3D image of my teeth and gums. It took about 20-30 minutes and was painless. In former times, they used to use some kind of moulding material but he said, when they removed it after it set, especially in cases like mine, where there was a fair amount of gum recession etc, that those parts would break off or not get properly captured.
After I left the office, I thought, “Darn, I never took a picture or video of what the scan showed us.” I hoped that when I went back to have him fit the guard, he would still have all the pictures etc. Well, he did! Lucky you.
Here’s photo of one part of what the scanner captures. A frontal assault, you could say.
Here’s another view of the inside of my upper teeth and palate, which is what the guard protects at night.
And lastly, here’s a link to a video of him explaining what we’re looking at with all those colours. And what’s really cool is how he can rotate the image in 3D and separate out the top and bottom sections. I hadn’t ever seen anything like this before and I found it fascinating.