As dental emergencies go, at least this one is tame: I had an artificial crown pop off yesterday. Didn’t swallow it, thank God, and it doesn’t look damaged or anything. Hopefully all I’ll have to do is go in this morning and have them reattach it. Hopefully.
Like, 9 PM early. I have to be up at 5 AM tomorrow to make sure that the kids are dressed by 6 AM and out the door so that we can hit a 6:30 AM admission time for a 7:30 AM dental procedure for my youngest kid. Which involves general anesthesia, so if you have any spare room on your prayer schedule tonight I wouldn’t mind it in the slightest if you tacked one on. There’s nothing critical or life-threatening going on, and it’s obviously safe or we wouldn’t be doing it, but anesthesia is always just a slightest bit nerve-wracking.
So, let me put up a video, and wish everybody a good night.
…and replaced with a temporary one for the next three weeks*. Can’t say that I enjoyed the experience very much, particularly since the dentist is not ruling out a root canal. Which is fine, because it’s a back tooth; so I’m not ruling out an extraction. I feel that this makes us roughly even.
Yes, I know that this isn’t supposed to be a competition. Look, I don’t like needles and I don’t like drills in my mouth, OK? So forgive me my little stress management techniques.
Well, that was a fun six hours of fillings and general anesthesia. I thought that I might get some work done while I was waiting, but… that apparently doesn’t happen, sorry. Everything went perfectly well, of course – but you don’t know that going in.