me and my front tooth
Last week, after spending several weeks with a loose crown, I sat in the dentist chair of a new dentist, looking up in her face as she explained what she would do. "I can drill into the back of the crown and investigate the abutment and see what came loose - " I interrupt her - as this is not my first rodeo. And this is my favorite fake tooth - the front one. I reach into my mouth and pull out my tooth and hand it to her. "Well that's fun," she says. "Yeah, I was waiting until I got here to pull it out," I say. I spend the next hour in the chair as she fashioned a way to get the crown back in, and ordered a new crown. Her comment of "use toothpaste to hold it in" as I left made me wonder. Later that evening, my tooth slid out as I was brushing Finn and it was a mad dash to see who would get the tooth first! This tooth and I have been through a lot. I lost it first in the second grade, when a swinging fence gate hit me in the face. This was a
