Yesterday I had some minor surgery. Nothing major, just some work that had to be done in preparation for a crown on a tooth that broke this past winter. The assistant said - "In case your friends ask, you have just had Crown Lengthening surgery."
I have always thought it important to keep my own teeth. I know that when my nursing home time comes, I'll struggle to find my glasses, my slippers, my hearing aids and likely a myriad of other things. But I'll be darned if I'm going to have to hunt for my teeth. Another incentive to keep my own is the story told by one of my Ladies With Balls. She tells of being a brand-new nursing student who was told to put the patient's teeth in a bowl of water for the night. She did. Every patient in her charge - all their teeth into one bowl.
I intend to keep my own. But the cost of this fix almost made me change my mind. It will, when finished, be my $3,000 tooth. I intend to show it off to all who pass by. Just as I arrived for my appointment yesterday, a patient was handing over his credit card. He said "Painless dentristy my foot. This part hurts a lot."
But the good news is the take home sheet of 'Instructions For Care After Surgery' says No physical activity for 24 hours. Well now. I always obey doctors' orders. Today I will sit and knit. Icould call it the $3000 sweater.