Took dad to his first followup appointment with the cardiologist after his aneurysm surgery last month. He's got some swelling around the incision on the right but not a problem. According to mom, dad's balls were swollen so much right after the surgery, his dick was completely buried. (Of course I absolutely don't want to see that.) Well, when dad had his kidneys and bladder function test, the urologist didn't say anything, so it should be fine. And the cardiologist didn't say anything either. Of course that's not what he treats dad for, and mom shouldn't be throwing this same question at every medical personae or friends and relatives. Sigh...
Finally, dentist time for dad. Managed to get an appointment at 2:30 (we stopped-by around noon). One of his last two real teeth had broken off with the cap. It's been at least 2 months now? He keeps saying he's fine, so we haven't been straight. There were the aneurysm surgery and urology tests too. The tooth seemed to be a low priority. Well, it got extracted. Now dad only has one tooth left. The dentist even modified dad's dentures, sawing off the loop where it catches the broken tooth, so that dad doesn't have to see the denture guy. Today's appointment was considered emergency. Maybe that was why we got it so soon. Either way, $$$$ sigh...
Apparently, the number of teeth is related to brain health. (Got it somewhere from the web.) That sensitive layer between your teeth and jaw bone is like the whiskers of cats. People who have Alzheimer's tend to have very few teeth left. Yikes... So, keeping as many teeth as you can may reduce Alzheimer's risk? I've already had 4 completely good teeth removed for braces. Wisdom teeth are gone too. Only 24 left as to a full set of 32. OMG... (T_T)
(Picture was taken on Jan 4 and is unrelated to subject.) Dad just went to the washroom. You can tell he's done when he "clears" his nose directly into the bathroom sink making a disgusting "spraying compressed air" noise. As usual I went to remind him to flush, and saw him wiping his face with the shared hand towel again. (He always leaves booger behind. Gross!) The top of his pants was down to his knees, and legs were rolled up to his knees too. Yeah, it's like, why wear pants? I understand the top, but why roll the legs up? I wish I didn't need to see his butt. Luckily, nothing else.
