I know y'all have been loosing sleep wondering how my article for Dale's newsletter turned out. Check it out! Good stuff.
Just click on the image to see it better.
Oh!...The very last sentence was Dale's!
This blog chronicles my life as a wife, mom, dental hygienist, photographer, and smart aleck. I make my home in Washington State. My favorite things are laughing, eating good food, taking pictures, cake decorating, blogging, and serving dental missions in third world countries. I stick my foot in my mouth so often we'll go ahead and call that a favorite hobby, too. I like to think of my blog readers as friends I invite into my home. So welcome. Come on in.
Very interesting never knew about the whole diabetic, blood sugar control being linked to gum disease. Are you letting Dale of the hook by writing this article for him? I have just one question, what is he going to do for you???? BTW did I mention before I’ve NEVER HAD ANY CAVITIES???? I’m pretty sure I did, but I like to say it every now and again out loud just so I can feel good about myself. Talk soon. Erin
ReplyDeleteYeah, crazy about the whole diabetes thing. The article says 95%, but honestly I think it's pretty much 100%, since I can't think of any of my diabetic pts that DON'T have gum disease.
ReplyDeleteI am still waiting on Dale to return the favor.
Oh, you don't have cavities?? I had NO idea!! I have NEVER heard you mention that before. EVER. Good thing you moved to Olympia, since you certainly don't fit in in Shelton.
I really hope I don't ever get one, b/c then I'd fit right back in!!!! No offense, you know I'll always be a Shelton girl too. What is that saying? You can take the girl out of Shelton, but you can't take the Shelton out of the girl? That was never truer than Saturday as I was stomping around in a mud pit, drinking wine with all my old high school friends, but hey I wouldn't have it any other way.
ReplyDeleteMake Dale give you something good!
That sounds rather reminiscent of the highschool parties at your house out in the valley, except we were stomping around your cow pastures with beer instead of wine. Ahh..good times my friend.
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