And One More Thing

I got so carried away writing the other day I forgot about something I wanted to mention. So now I'm blogging three times in one month. I don't know how much longer this streak will last. Maybe something exciting will happen tomorrow and I'll blog again. It could happen.

Anyway, I blogged about the first tooth I lost, and the second tooth. Don't get too worried, I haven't lost another tooth. Just part of it. The dentist warned me that I have plunging cusps, and that my poor lower molars were in constant danger of being crushed by the wicked upper molars. A couple of nights ago I was minding my own business, eating a chicken sandwich, when I felt something suspiciously crunchy. A little piece of the corner of one of my teeth had popped off. It doesn't hurt, thank God, but I'm not taking any chances. I'm doing my best not to chew on that side of my mouth, but that's amazingly hard to do. It's hard to chew on just one side and avoid the other. It's just not natural.

I don't know what I'm going to do with my poor gimpy tooth. I don't really want to have another tooth ripped out of my mouth. Before long I'll end up on a strict oatmeal and pudding diet because I won't be able to chew anything else. I was hoping I could do like the dentist said and get the molars I have left crowned. Even better would be to get a bridge to cover at least one of the two gaping holes where I'm missing teeth. Two bridges would be even better. Unfortunately, I'll be lucky to afford to get this latest victim of the evil plunging cusps pulled, much less crowned or bridged.