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Another crown.  I kid you not.

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The dentist says he’s seeing more cracked teeth in the last year or so – stress, lay-offs, etc.  he’s assuming. That’s really too bad because having cracked teeth when you’re uninsured is a serious expense. I would know because even though I am insured it’s a serious expense.

He found three cracks (in a single tooth). I asked if three cracks were good, bad or indifferent. He said indifferent as the crown would take care of all three cracks as long as they hadn’t gone deep.

I went to the dentist immediately this time. A cracked tooth is kind of like a urinary tract infection. Once you’ve had one you know exactly what it is when it happens again. Excuse  my French.

BTW, I did decide to change dentists. The last time was just too much, well, drama.

Did I mention that when the oral surgeon pulled the last tooth I actually pushed him and the nurse during the procedure? He very calmly told me I couldn’t push him while he was working. They gave me gas and numbed me and I had something for anxiety. A full anesthetic was available but cost several hundred dollars, was not covered by insurance and, the office staff told me, was needed by only a small percentage of people.

Next time I need a tooth yanked out of my jawbone with a pair of pliers? Yo, I’m getting put under. It’s called Visa my friends.