because it's Friday the 13th? OR does stuff just happen? I'm leaning toward the second one, which means I'm responsible for stuff. Would much rather blame the vague, evil spirit of a cursed day. But that won't change events.
Picture it: Knoxville, TN, Friday, Nov 13th. Waiting at home for the utility company inspectors to arrive for final inspection of the new heating/cooling system. They're paying for it; they get to inspect it. Sitting quietly, watching morning news show, eating my healthy (and crunchy) cereal and --- crack, a tooth breaks. It becomes immediately apparent that I'm in trouble--the blasted tooth hurts. Funny thing is, the broken tooth is under a crown; sounds like there wasn't much tooth there.
God bless kind dentists. Phoned the dentist's office and got agreement I should come over as soon as possible. So the minute the inspector finished his work and handed me signed documents, I hit the road. To reduce the tedious story to essentials: doc prescribed pain killer and antiobitic so I wouldn't develop other problems and met me at his office Sunday to fix things. I'm now en route to a complete new bridge for the broken tooth and it's neighbors; that's the way the tooth crumbles, I guess.
Doc says he's seen many broken teeth due to crunchy things, whether it's cereal or peanut brittle. Nice to know that 'healthy cereal' is so beneficial. So I'm switching to oatmeal or cream of wheat. Maybe some sugerless, low-fat flakes would be okay, as long as they aren't crunchy. AND I'll be eating chewy bagels more carefully. I'm thinking nuts and crunchy candies are out.
Hmmmmm is this a message of some sort? Anyway, it could be worse; I could have a dentist who wasn't so sympathetic; I might not have had dental insurance. Another opportunity to give thanks.
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