I got my BIG present yesterday... no, it wasn't a new car. I'd really have liked a shiny red sports car. I can imagine myself behind the wheel looking all thin and young, I have a real good imagination!
I knew even before I set down in Dr. Weir's office that I was going to be purchasing a bright, shiny crown for my molar I broke last Friday. We'd hit the trail early (after being up late) hunting for bargains. We were both pretty worn out, but on our way home I had to run into the grocery store for bread and while I was in line I spotted a Heath Bar. I used to love those things and I hadn't had one in years! I opened the little brown package and broke the bar in half, we always share the calories! My piece broke into the larger one, imagine that! I crunched down on the milk chocolate and toffee and savored the bite... it was a little hard, like a rock.
"Wow, they cooked this one too long, it's hard!" Jerry munched away at his and in three bites it was gone. "Mine's good," he said. I rolled the rock around in my mouth a little while, making sure to get all the chocolate off and then spit it out in my hand. It didn't look like toffee at all. It was jagged and white with gray filling.
I think I ate some of my tooth but the remaining corner of my molar I kept, hoping I'd get some kind of refund that I could apply to the new one! I asked Dr. Weir if he could glue it back, but I knew what the answer was.
It wasn't too bad and took less than an hour. I have a temporary crown in now and in a couple weeks I'll go back and he'll put me back good as new.
I have to say picking out a color for a new molar wasn't near as much fun as choosing one for a sports car! Have a good weekend and watch out for "rocks" in your food!