Not the kinky kind.
You know this is my secret diary, right? So i share the things here that i won’t talk about other places. So here’s this one.
I have an old crown on one of my front teeth. It had come off about 3 times when i lived Where-i-Used-to-Live and my dentist had put it back on for cheap all 3 times. Well, the other day it came off again.
So i had to find a new dentist, real quick. Which I did. And he was really nice and he cemented the crown back in and he charged me $280.00.
So, fine, this is why God made credit cards, right? At least I had a tooth for Christmas.
Until last night. Last night, I bit down on a piece of food, but I hit the fork instead, hit it hard and kind of funny, and I knew this was going to be bad. Nothing happened for a minute, and I thought maybe it would be ok. But no.
The crown came off – again – and this time it broke off part of the post that it was cemented on to.
Fuck me running.
It’s Saturday. Tomorrow is, predictably Sunday. Then Christmas.
Fuck me running. Three days before the dentist office will be open again.
I found an emergency dentist who’s open today. It will cost $180.00 just to see him. JUST for the office visit. Not counting anything else. AND i’m not even sure there is a short-term fix now that the post is broken.
i’ve glued the crown in myself, with that over-the-counter stuff they have. If i eat food that you have to chew, the crown will probably come off again and will be more difficult to put back in.
I do not want to spend $180, probably for nothing. I just don’t think I’m going to do it. I think I’m just going to stick with food that doesn’t actually need to be chewed until Tuesday.
There are worse things. This is a clear reminder that the world does not have to go the way I want it to, and it’s ok.