Monday, December 29, 2008

Don't you hate it when...

while cleaning in your daughter's room, you find an old gumball, and having no germ phobias you pop that puppy in your mouth, bite down on the hardened sphere, only to crack off half of your temporary crown.

When I was in the car accident 6 years ago, I cracked my tooth and had to get a porcelain crown. This crown has been chipping off in pieces for several years. Finally a few weeks ago, I cracked it so badly that the only solution is to put a gold crown on instead. So as part of that process I have a temporary crown that I cracked today.

Hence I had to slink to the dentist office feeling like the prodigal son, because I have already had to get a gold crown earlier this year on the tooth next to the one having problems right now. This seems to be that for some reason I grind my teeth at night.

I wonder what kind of stress is going on in my life that I causing me to grind me teeth.


April said...

Stress? What's that? You will have to explain that to me someday! hahahaha!

The Crash Test Dummy said...

Oh you Nutty nutty Nutty nutty hamster chick. I grind my teeth too. And I don't have germ phobe either. You have the darndest luck. Almost as bad as photographing the first black president in self timer mode.

Oh I forgot to mention that in my post didn't I. I was rushing too fast.

I guess your luck is worse. I'll give you that.

I'M SO HAPPY TO BE BACK! My internet is actually back on! Hooray!

Eliza said...

At least you can get more yummy cookies!