Slapdash

My new crown fell out yesterday morning when I flossed my teeth. No big whoop, I went to the dentist first thing and he stuck it back on.

I should’ve known there was something going on with my tooth because I’ve had a really bad taste in my mouth for the past couple of weeks. I ignored it. Well until it got bad enough for me to google “bad taste in mouth” and find out how many illnesses I might have and the fact that my body might be shutting down and whatnot, or it might be lung gangrene. No big whoop.

Nope. The bad taste was the glue breaking down. Got crown reattached and my mouth tastes fantastic. Comparatively.

Here is the underside of my tooth. It’s gross, right? I asked the dentist: “Is that okay?” He laughed and said, “I was just thinking that it looked pretty good.” It’s all in your perspective.

Tomorrow we are having an early Easter Dinner with My mom and brother, and then Edmund and I are hightailing it to Pennsylvania. We should’ve left earlier I suppose. Better late than never?