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Just got back from the dentist. Oh, my goodness, look at that grin. Yeah. So, in the big crash in October, I broke several of my teeth, in addition to my jaw. I went to the dentist, got some exams done, and waited for my settlement.
Today, I headed back to the dentist, after making an appointment three weeks ago. We prepped the incisors on the top for crowns, installed a temporary crown that looks really nice, and made an appointment for next week at this time for additional work. Left to do in crash-related damage are recrowning the bottom middle molar on the right and the bottom right canine. Not a cent of this is covered by the piss-poor excuse for dental insurance that I have as a contractor.
It was three hours in the dentist’s chair. He swabbed my palate and I barely felt the anesthetic shot. Numbing the palate feels strange. It felt like there was something catching in the back of my throat. “Ignore that and just breathe through your nose,” he told me. It felt like much longer than three hours, but when we finished, I was astonished by what I saw in the mirror.
Wow. Thanks, doctor!
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