Since a while, I’ve neglected my teeth…
I’ve had a few blows to my mouth which resulted in two broken teeth.
But the worst was one rotten molar tooth in the back of my mouth.
And so I decided to go to the dentist. As if my tooth knew something was about to happen, he refused to let me sleep tonight. Every hour I had to sit up due to tooth ache. If I sat up, the pain vanished after a minute or so.
Was this tooth protesting the fact that I was going to the dentist?
Anyways, this morning I went to a dentist in the neighboorhood. Before, we went to a dentist a couple of cities further on, because Lenore thought that guy was great. But this one, who lives about 1 mile from my home, is also excellent. Although he told me to take more care he never judged me.
Anyway… the molar tooth has now been fired, layed of, extracted, gone… And I immediately made an appointment for the reconstruction of those two broken teeth…
Time to start caring again…
September 18, 2008 at 10:03 am |
Join the club, was almost up all night with a rather nasty tooth ache