3 weeks ago an old gold crown fell off again, and I went to the dentist and they glued it back on. I was hoping to get a couple more years out of it, but when it fell off again last night, the sad truth is that it is a goner.
Yesterday, while still recovering from a tooth implant surgery from last week, (I know, I know!) I painted a painting like I had never painted before.
I then realized that this was like I felt inside getting that tooth implant surgery.
Then later last night, I had to debate wether this was the surgery feeling or the feeling of that crown on the other tooth falling off again.
I am now settled to thinking that it is a weird psychic combination of both.
I am ready to pay the piper (read: dentist) and get this behind me.