I've had a litany of teething problems over the past few years. 2 wisdom teeth extracted, 2 root canals, 2 crowns. One of these crowned teeth was also the happy recipient of the two root canals. Scott (my dentist) and I gave up hope on it earlier this year and I reluctantly accepted the fact that it had to come out.
So we had a tooth extraction ceremony, yahhyyy (not!!!) ...and I got used to chewing hard stuff on one side of my mouth only.
6 months later to current day ... I'm chowing down on something (I forget what now) and I feel a sharp nasty pain shoot through another tooth. I immediately made an appointment with Scott, as I do not want to have any dental issues on the road.
The diagnosis? Another molar (the second crowned beauty) is sporting a hairline fracture :(
I swear I was cursed by the Toothless Crone Witch when all the other kids got the Good Tooth Fairy knocking on their doors!!!
So, the fractured molar needs to come out ... excavation is scheduled for Friday 5th of August. I will no longer be able to enjoy steaks like I used to and Argentina just lost some of its appeal.
I see implants in my future ... and, no Blair, they will not be gold, diamond or anything else your ghetto-fabulous mind can think of lol
