My New Tooth

The clock on my computer at work read 12:52pm when I was scanning my electronic calendar and saw my dentist appointment was to be at 1pm. Oops! I called the office but the phone kept ringing and ringing. Just my luck the receptionist was out at lunch. Eventually the machine picked up and I told it I'd be there a little late.

I climbed up the hill to Post St. and was there by 1:10 according to the computer on the front desk. They weren't ready for me anyway. Eventually someone came to get me and I settled in the mechanical chair awaiting the replacement of my temporary tooth. I was glad to get rid of it—the bump on the back was starting to annoy me.

Almost two hours later and I was back at work with my new tooth. It took them forever to grind off enough to get my bite right. Then the dentist decided to take a bit off a lower tooth since the new upper tooth was longer than the old one had been and he didn't want them hitting each other too much. Luckily, he could do it without shooting me up with anesthetic. Don't you hate getting over the numb?

It's amazing how close to real the crown looks. It matches my other yellow teeth perfectly. Can you tell which tooth is porcelain?



I like the new tooth. It's nice and smooth and fits just right. But it still has a big bump on the back. My tongue will just have to get used to it.