Ow

Take care of your teeth, kids.  That’s all I’ve got to say. Even though I’ve taken pretty good care of mine (better than my spouse does of his, I might add), my teeth have still managed to slowly rot out of my head.  Sexy, huh?  Well, they haven’t all rotted, but at least one of them did!  Within a couple weeks of having Mason, one of my teeth needed a root canal.  A lovely $1600 later, I thought I was good to go, but over the last month or so, my crown managed to fall off 4 times!  I went in to the dentist, only to find that my remaining tooth had split and it had to come out.  Since it’s a little close to the front, having a gaping hole, in my mind, wasn’t an option.  I opted for a dental implant.  Yesterday I had the surgery and I have to admit I was a little apprehensive about being IV sedated and what my drug induced rantings might reveal about me.  Let’s just say I vaguely remember responding, “Hell no!” to something and then quickly apologizing…..nice, huh?  Well, now another $2000 into it, I’ve got a few months of healing and then I can get the rest of it put in ( that will be an additional ($800).  Sounds great, huh?  Oh and did I mention, we have dental insurance that paid for the extraction only…..not even the anesthesia.  Seriously, is there a point to dental insurance, really?  Today I’m pretty swollen – look like I’ve been punched in the face.  Honestly, it’s not that painful, considering someone cut open my gums and drilled a screw into my head.  Just really swollen.  Here’s to hoping I can chew my Christmas dinner!