Stage 1 & 2 of Project Incisors complete. (I didn't even report on Stage 1 (whitening) as it is so unremarkable other than the intense teeth sensitivity. But now I've pearly whites).
Yesterday found me reclining the afternoon away in the capable hands of Dr. Tom, dentist extraordinaire. The whitening took my natural teeth to brightest white and it was time for the offending 20-yr old bridge to meet its demise 'neath the spinning burr. Mouth parts fully loaded and charged with Speticaine, I drooled and gagged my way through 2+ hours of removal, impressions, grinding, scraping and packing. Am now sporting a brand new set of temps, little acrylic indicators of the monumental porcelains to come.
Upon reflecting, literally, I wonder whose mouth this is? (making chopping motions on the arm) How did I deserve these teeth? How will I be served by these teeth??
WEIRD! Probably one of the weirder happenings of my past 20 years.
Stay tuned for Stage 3 (and pics!)
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1 comment:
For someone with "Huge Tracts of Land!", I don't recall your teeth being bad at all. In fact, I thought they were rather lovely in an impish smile sort of way.
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