Tired of You
It was time for my cleaning. It had been six months and was time. Although I've never been fond of dentists, I went to my scheduled appointment without hesitation. The hygienist cleaned as we chatted...well she chatted. I listened. Yep before I knew it, it was time tor rinse and spit. The dentist (not my usual) came in to inspect and everything looked good.
When I got home, I was starving and immediately made a ham and cheese sandwich, wrapped it snugly in a paper towel and popped it in the microwave for 20 seconds. It hit the spot! However after I finished chewing as I rolled my tongue around my teeth, I felt something. It felt like a giant hole!
Part of my upper back tooth had broken off.
I swallowed it.
Call the dentist.
to be continued...