Today's visit, all is still well, but. . . the hygienist told and then showed me that my gums are receding in a couple of places. It's only by a couple of millimeters, and absolutely no big deal, but when she showed me, I was taken aback a little. This wasn't the case 9 months ago at my last appointment. This thing apparently happens with time, and there is no way to reverse this. Once the gum goes, it stays gone.
This is it. Something that has previously been perfect about me is now being subjected to the effects of time and age. There have been subtle other things (drying things like skin in winter and lady bits) for a few years before this, but dental issues are decidedly an old person's bag (poor hygiene and neglect aside, of course). This is truly the beginning of getting old, and I though I sensed it before today, which is a big reason why I'm scrambling to change my life and catch up while I can, but I was hoping it wouldn't have been confirmed so soon after I began sensing it.
So, excuse this old lady as she goes to use hand cream, now. I wish I was just kidding and being funny about that for closing effect. But, Aveeno, here I come.