Crown of Gold

So a three month long saga of dentistry came to an end today.

Just before my trip to Japan last year, I cracked a filling. This unfortunately seemed to happen every year or two. I like to think my jaw has superhuman strength, but really there was probably just some weird Tacoma bridge thing going on.

Anyway, my dentist decided enough was enough with that tooth, and it was time to put a crown on it once and for all. Unfortunately, there wasn't enough time before my travels, so I left with a hole in the tooth and the hope of getting in fixed when I could.

There being just one week between my Japan trip and my Christmas trip, that wasn't going to happen, so I still tried to be careful with it for another few weeks.

Then job interview season began. I thought I had a one week window of opportunity. So I had my dentist drill out the tooth where the crown would go, and put on a temporary.

Then I got an interview the week I was supposed to get the permanent crown put in. Time to be careful, and hope the temporary crown lasted. One week went by, and then two. And finally last week, the temporary cracked.

That was bad. Since the hole had been drilled, I could not put any pressure at all on that tooth without it giving me pain. So I went on the job interview, and tried not to seem a complete lunatic chewing on one side of my mouth and occasionally wincing as a stray chunk of food managed to escape and land on my poor tooth.

Today, however, all that came to an end! My dentist put on the permanent crown, and I have to say, it feels great. For the first time in three months, I don't feel a hole in my tooth when I run my tongue across it, and that's a nice feeling. It's a gold crown, and it slipped twice while he was sanding it down to size, so I got to feel how heavy it is. Now to crunch something!