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If it’s not one thing…

Or an alternate title for today’s blog post could have been: “Really, Divine Mother?!?”

As in, “Did I really need to break a tooth while taking my third bite of dinner tonight?”

And not just any tooth; a molar on the bottom right side of my mouth, when I’ve been avoiding chewing on the left side because of being halfway through the process of getting an implant.

Yep, thanks to another recently broken tooth, there’s no chewing surface on that side. 🤦‍♀️

Ah well, instead of another couple of days just staying in, seems I’ll (hopefully) be heading into town to get this dealt with.

Gosh, I love dealing with the material plane. (NOT!)

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Broken tooth saga

The saga of my broken tooth has finally come to an end. This morning the oral surgeon extracted the tooth and applied a bone graft, in preparation for an eventual implant.

The tooth first felt “funny” way back in March, then caused enough painful moments while we were in Europe to make me quite nervous. Even though it stopped actively hurting, it remained precarious.

For various reasons I had to simply work around it while waiting to have it taken out. In fact, that tooth has been on my mind for a full six months and my primary emotion right now is relief.

I’m also feeling spacey and more than ready for an early night.