Tuesday, March 29, 2011
This has been a wasted day for me; a trip to town does that. You see, this is how it happened: On the first week in January, I bit down on a hard piece of peanut brittle and the next thing I knew, a part of a jaw tooth was gone, broken off. So I'm told, by those experienced, I will have to have the tooth crowned. Last week, a tooth above the broken one, lost a side, so now I'm with two crowns in the future. Figuring it wouldn't be long before pain would hit, I made an appointment for today. I had gone through all the steps in my mind, getting prepared for the shots, drilling, impressions, etc. It probably took the dentist thirty minutes before coming in to look at the teeth, so I sat and waited, fumbling with something in my hands to ward off the nervousness, and when he finally examined them, he told me I could probably go a long time without having anything done, but really I should have them crowned within the next six months. Maybe he spent ten minutes with me at the most; no crowns today. At the front desk she tells me, "forty dollars!" for ten minutes! And the crowns will be $795 each. Now I'm thinking, I'm in the wrong business; I'll have to feed lots of calves on bottles for a long time at that rate! But, I should not whine about it; at least something can be done to save the teeth and prevent a toothache, which people tell me is the worst. And to "cap" it all off, today is dreary, but I was treated to a Sonic burger and Tots for lunch by my husband.