All those blissful childhood years running around with the misconception that I was like everyone else. Come to think of it at the point, I was like everyone else. Then something happened that changed me...for life.
I won't keep you in suspense any longer....
I....I....I have too many teeth! (Sigh) Oh, what a weight off my shoulders. I feel better already. Confession truly is good for the soul.
Now I'll explain how the whole sorted mess unfolded. During early adulthood we've finally gained enough knowledge, life experience and good judgment to be blessed with the eruption of our wisdom teeth. Well, apparently I'm a lot wiser than most because instead of the four that everyone else I know has or had before having them extracted...I wound up with eight...That's right four at the top and four at the bottom....maybe that's why my smile is sooooo big... (random thought)
Anywho, the dentist assured me that this wouldn't create any real problems. I've always taken great care of those freakish extras plus the regular ones....never had a cavity!
Well, a few months back I chipped one of my premolars (top right) while eating a bag of cracklin.
The chipped segment was on the inside...out of my or anyone else's line of vision. No pain...no discomfort...no deformity...so, I put off going to the dentist.
Fast forward to the last month...I guess I played with fire just a bit too long because now...anything and everything causes that sucker to throb like crazy...oh, the pain...the pain. Not to mention the fact that I could hide a baby chicken in there and that's what anything I eat that gets lodged in the little space looks about the size of!
Last week I decided enough was enough. I called and scheduled an appointment with my dentist.....for today. Oh Baby Jesus, in a few hours I'll be sitting in that dreadful chair not knowing what to expect. Some coworkers have mentioned words like root canal, drill, shots (in my gum!!!).
Oh...the HORROR!
So guys...if it's not too much to ask...at 10:30am (CST) please think of me and send up prayers, happy thoughts, Hail Mary's, and incantations in hopes that everything will be all right and I don't leave the doctor's office flailing and running around like a drooling maniac wearing a bib.
That is all.
