Tomorrow I’m going to get crowned! Right in the tooth! A back tooth.
I’ll be at the dentist.
It’s a bit sooner than I’d planned. I have some pain around the tooth now, and although the dentist didn’t see anything too bad, there may be a broken piece somewhere. Since we were going to do it anyway, we’re going to do it now.
I’m going on vacation next week. I’d rather take care of it now if there is an issue. Better safe than sorry.
There’s something else I’m NOT dealing with; Edmund will be on his way to see his parents tomorrow. He’ll be gone until Sunday. I’ll miss him.
And then I’m leaving for a week next Tuesday.
But first I’ll be crowned.
Yay!
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