I'm just home from the dentist, as I popped out a filling when I was flossing this morning.
I have an appointment to have the broken tooth fixed, the decayed one beside it filled, (actually about three fillings in all, I think) on Friday. And today he decided to leave the one that lost the filling as I had some sort of swelling in my gum a couple of weeks ago that may or may not have been an infection, that may or may not reoccur. So instead, he filled two teeth on the top.
Both my parents had pretty awful teeth, and mine are weak too. I had to have a crown for one that grew in rotten when I was four. Having said that, I had no fillings til I was 19, and I moved in with my husband who drinks coke every day, and because it was there in the fridge, I'd drink it when I was thirsty, even though I don't like it... one year later - two fillings.
And still he eats chocolate all day long, and drinks a litre of coke, yet my teeth are far worse than his. He's been a pernicious influence on me and has placed temptation in my way, with little regard for my spongy enamel....
You'd think I would take Mr.Dentist's advice and give up sugar. It's not that I don't agree with him, I do. It's just, well, you know yourself. God though, with this sinusy headcold, and three injections (he put two in, and started drilling, and while it didn't hurt exactly, I could feel it, and I am far far too much of a wimp to risk the drill suddenly shoving into a nerve, shudder. I'm not phobic, I don't really mind fillings, but ughggh, no feeling the nerve pain. No problem having babies unanaesthetised, but no drilling teeth!). So now the left side of my face is benumbed, my nose is blocked and I feel like the Elephant woman.