It’s been an ordeal. I’ve lost track, but I think it was back sometime at the end of 2023 that I went in for some minor cleaning or “small” issue and ended up with three root canals, three new crowns, several thousand dollars in payments, and far more “discomfort” than Extra Strength Excedrin was ever meant to deal with.
I’m told that this was it, the new permanent crowns are in, they shouldn’t crack or fall out like the temporary ones have done repeatedly, and all I need to do is my semi-annual cleanings.
We’ll see.
I figured that Karma owed me one, so as I left I dropped into the liquor store next door in the little strip mall and got some Quick Picks for tonight’s $208M Power Ball drawing. Then again, we all know that Karma’s a bitch, so I’m not holding my breath.
Join me in dancing naked in the moonlight, or just howling at the moon, or both?
Anyone want to pick a time and date in the betting pool to guess when one or all of these crown crack or eject themselves from my mouth?
We Love The Stars Too Fondly 