Just how grim can it get up north? (Actually, it's quite nice.) One woman's not-so-lonely journey into the Northern heartlands.
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
The tooth. The whole tooth
My front tooth chipped. What happened there? What next? Does it fall out? Do they all fall out? Do I keep them in a plastic box and frighten pet dogs with them? I will end up losing them. I will have to ring my mother and get her to come and find them. She will say: "You lost your teeth. The teeth I gave you?" I will have to go to the dentist and lie about flossing. I hate the dentist. It is like going to confession. All that guilt and regret. (Do I mean contrition?) I used to lie in confession too. I would have been in there hours. "Forgive me Father for I have sinned. It has been six months since my last check-up. Yesterday, I lost my temper 42 times and my teeth once."
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I had a chip in a front tooth since I was 20. It has quietly smoothed itself over the last nearly 40 years and is now as good as the rest. So no worries.
Steer clear of the Irn-Brew
Hell's Teeth! (as they say). It looks like it might be divine retribution for telling lies in confession.
Surely no-one (least of all the dentist) really believes people who say they floss every day?
First my front tooth chipped and then it moved...and stood in a new place which felt odd to my probing tongue for months. And I'm not 6 years old, so I was pretty scared that my whole mouth was falling apart - but it has stopped, for now. Take heart.
Can't they ... er ... do something?
You'll be keeping them in a glass on the bedside table in no time. Isn't that what we all do up here?
Oh WITN,
My heart is pounding for you. I chipped my tooth 20 years ago, a crown has become frequent and increasingly expensive trips to the dentist to have it replaced;not to mention all the bad dreams about teeth falling out. If it is small follow kinglear and leave it alone.
I found my emery board quite useful when I chipped a front tooth
Thank goodness I downloaded that picture of you from the London Times BEFORE this disaster occurred... (smile)
Could be worse wifey, I appear to be growing long grey hairs in my ears.
Why ?
Getting older is just one long, low, moan of anguish.
Forget the tooth. I want to see a picture of you in your Wellingtons again. Grrrrll power !!!
If you save up you can buy new teeth - either from dead people or the very poor!
Mutley, you're a twit. They don't have to be dead.
Just fell in and What A Fabulous Blog this one is.
Some brilliant reading on a mediocre Thursday pm.
I'm suffering with toothache( THIS is worse than childbirth, believe me !!) but your blog has offered balm..
Thankyou indeed!
Don't bite the dentist, with four children you'll need a referral to an orthodontist.
I mean three, I guess I'm projecting. Or maybe I'm just psychic.
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