My dentist and hygienist tell me to floss. So I do! They tell me it’s good for my oral hygiene.
I begged to differ with them this past Friday. I was flossing before I got ready for bed, and out flew something across the room! It was my crown! And I’m not talking my tiara, although I am treated like a princess!
Panic quickly subsided. I found the tooth, and it was a tooth I’d had a root canal on previously, so there was no pain. And it was #14, so it didn’t show if I kept my mouth shut, but it had to be fixed.
A trip to Walgreens produced temporary adhesive to hold it in place until I could make it to the dentist. That is if I could manage to get it seated in my mouth just right. Centered on a broken post. A feat easier said than done.
I’m not a dentist. I had no fancy chair or light or water or suction or tools. Just a little molar with a tiny ball of adhesive and hands too big too maneuver gracefully inside my own mouth.
I had to laugh. My youngest daughter would have come absolutely unglued if she had to experience such a traumatic experience. We’ve dealt with a broken tooth with her before. I, on the other hand, knew my weekend held plans for the demolition of our master bedroom, bath, and closet. There was no room for being a sissy girl. I needed to put on my big girl panties, my #DEMODAY t-shirt, my safety goggles, and get to work! There’s no crying in demolition.
My mouth might as well undergo a little rehab too. So I just tried to keep it shut. Until I can get in to the dentist. I’ve already been prepared by the office staff that an implant is probably in order. I don’t know which is more unsettling for me, the thought of an implant or keeping my mouth shut until then.
Unglued. Friday night the only thing that came unglued was my tooth. Not my emotions. Not my actions.
How about you?
Are you undergoing something that has you unglued?
My advice to you is to take a deep breath, say a little prayer for guidance, find some good support, and look at your options. Options at finding a solution. It needs to be solved one way or another, sooner or later. Be responsible. Carry your load. But know Jesus will lighten it. Don’t waste your time and energy fretting about it. That gets you nowhere. Don’t let your emotions get the best of you and turn your actions into regrets.
And here’s to dentists and their staff! Thank you for keeping my smile in tact, my oral hygiene in tip top shape, and for answering your texts from emergency patients so promptly!
Each one should test his own actions. Then he can take pride in himself, without comparing himself to somebody else, for each one should carry his own load. Galatians 6:4-5
Love and laughter,