I went to the dentist today.
We discussed my tramatic episode of giant swollen gums.
The dentist and hygienist both agreed that it was stress related, and that I should practice stress reduction in my life to save my poor bleeding gums.
They wanted to know what stress I experienced before said incident. I explained that the semester was just starting, that I was designing two classes, that I was finding substitutes and travelling internationally, that I was giving a pair of important presentations in a country I had never visited, where I did not speak the language.
They expressed noises of sympathy. That did sound stressful.
Then they asked where I went for this international travel.
Tokyo.
Tokyo? Wow. That sounds great. How was the trip?
Um. I just told you how it was. Stressful enough to make my gums swell up into balloons.
No, no -- aside from that. How was it otherwise?
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Speaking of stress reduction, I have some funds I am supposed to use on my research. But the only thing my research is really lacking right now is time. How can I use my funds to buy back my time?
Please send suggestions as soon as possible, before my gums swell up again and I die.
Death by gum disease.
That sounds so pathetic. I'm making myself cry.
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I have one word for you: cloning. I think that's the only solution.
You didn't mention that you probably had to eat with chopsticksk while you were there--more stress!!
Congratulations on your Sloane Fellowship! I'm happy to be related to someone so smart, so talented, so clever . . . so stressed. Play with J. That ought to help.
E.
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