I’m sure you’ve all been waiting to hear, but I’ve finally been crowned. Well, temporarily anyway. Despite my irrational fears I went to Dr. Pain today and had my tooth pulverized and recast. It really wasn’t as bad as I had imagined, but then that’s the beauty of irrational fears. Reality never lives up to the advance billing, so it’s all kind of downhill. Just in case, I wore my bright orange Reese’s t-shirt to the office on the theory that everyone loves Reese’s, and you don’t hurt the things you love. It worked too. They were very careful to not damage the shirt. Apparently I can’t have chewing gum, taffy, or caramel until I get the permanent crown, but beer and chicken wings are still okay, so I think I’m gonna be alright.
It was awfully sweet of my lovely girl to bring me out some wonderful homemade turkey noodle soup afterwards. Apparently, while chicken noodle is good for colds and flu, turkey noodle cures dental pain (at least there’s not much chewing involved). She also advised me that there are four more jars in the freezer, so I suspect it will also cure minor aches and pains, hang nails, and smelly feet. She was very patient and gentle while we waited for my face to thaw. Then we supped the soup. Damn good stuff.