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My challenge – I can’t think of six months ahead: only today’s wisdom tooth extraction.

There is a lovely square of bold houses; now, it seems, the houses are perhaps offices, apartments, or meant to be one or the other. As houses, they date from an earlier time of bourgeois confidence in the ‘capital cities’ of counties. But my point is that this is a square that you can circle inside. Squaring the circle is a  rare enough achievement, and even here is probably impossible to any degree of accuracy. But the flowers and trees make it beautiful in May, even the rhododendrons,  which we are now trained to see as a vegetative blight, except in May where the beauty of their flowers fights back.

There is almost an allegorical feel to an attempt to circle around this square when walking our dog, Daisy, in a break for her from our hotel for two nights, the Halston. Here it is below on typical grandiose Carlise fashion.

But we must return to the path within  the square. It might have made a perfect circle of the remnants of cultivated plants from earlier days and simple bluebells and gorgeous  flowering trees that I can not name possible, were it nor that four flower beds obstructed the path, one for each entrance (or exit) to the square.

See the path curl before you back to where you started but a duration of time later. We are in Carlisle, so that today I can make an appointment  at 10.30 a.m. in the same dentists where my wisdom tooth was extracted on 26 May, which I blogged upon earlier (the link is above). It is a blog that I even updated through the pain that started as the anaesthetic wore off.

By the way, one reason no perfect circle can be made in my allegorically adopted square is that at the midpoint of each side of the square is an open exit in the bold black Georgian fencing. Facing each exit, an entrance for some is a rounded long flower bed, mainly now inhabited wildly rather than with planning, where a tone circuiting has to choose which branch of the path around it to walk to bypass that bed.

In truth, we had no choice of path for the gates no longer existed to those exits openly wide welcoming space between constrictions. And our rescue dog Daisy as she has aged with us rather regressed to some early traumatic days and will run from parks to seek safe shelter, even of it be in a hotel room, our home being unattainable while these hopeless Uprights lead her life by their uncertain standards.

Below is Daisy sitting with us at 7 p.m. last night at our table at a  Thai and Indian fusion restaurant across the road from the Halston Hotel. The desire for flight is on her eyes even there. It blurs her on the photograph.

The flight mode was there too in the circling of our square. Hence,we always had to take the inward facing path around those flower 🌼 🌸 beds. Never has a circle been so purposively obliquely squared,or vice-versa, I  suspect. And today, I sort of feel that Daisy fear.

Since the minor operation detailed in the earlier blog, I have been in varied intensities of constant pain that travels from my jaw, still sore to my ear and temple on that side of my face. It creates the sense of a sharp edge of unpleasant sensation across my the top of my teeth. My cheek and limbs go numbs sometimes, too, even whilst I can feel really intense toothache-like pain elsewhere. Sounds like the trigeminal better having a field day

The upshot is a feeling that, like Daisy, I ought to run for any old gate of exit the wider the sense of freedom tne better. I have felt that a lot, I think, as well as a sense that my attempt to square a circle is impossible as everyone else finds it.

It’s 5.50 just now, and it would make sense to get more sleep. Hoping for the best, I am fearing more surgery on the jaw tissue. I will put this on and update it later.

Update

Back in Central Carlisle, minus another tooth: the one next to the removed wisdom tooth and a lot of necrosing flesh removed from the wisdom tooth site. Determined  to use the pain free timecfrom.tnec local anaesthetic to book search.

I am full.of hope it is gonna be okay this time.

With love

Steven xxxxx