Five.

Five. Five fillings. In my head. Before ten o'clock.

That's more than the number of all the fillings I've had from the ages of childhood to yesterday combined.

I spent twenty-odd years (Very. Odd.) pouring heaps of refined sugar down my throat. Sometimes literally. In the past year I've switched to a much healthier diet and I've drastically cut down on the number of times I consume an entire bag of M&Ms or Doritos.

Five.

Christ almighty. I can't even think about eating Grape Nuts it pains me so. Not that I would under even the best of circumstances, but now it's totally off the table.