Thursday, February 26, 2004

posted by: copernicus on 2/26/2004 02:30:00 PM
Ok, I know you were all horribly worried for the state of my orthodonture, so here's the scoop:

ONCE AGAIN, THE MOLAR PERSEVERES!

I told you he is The Molar That Wouldn't Die. We walked into the dentist's office sad, but prepared to go our separate ways. I was already in the 1st stage of the grief process for his impending death, when Dr. Jensen looked down into my mouth, and (much like the scientist on The 6 Million Dollar Man) said: "WE CAN REBUILD HIM."

He drilled it out, cleaned out the gunk (the bad taste and odor was bacteria that entered through the crack and collected inside) made a mold of it and then made me a shiny new covering. I am now the proud owner of a temporary stainless steel crown, which will be replaced in 2 weeks by a permanent white one.

No more chewing on only one side, no more bad breath (you may all rejoice now), and no painful extraction/gapinghole/sore gums/Vicodin perscription. Just a shot of Novacaine (3 actually), some drilling and a shiny new suit of armor for The Molar That Wouldn't Die.

I think I'll name him....................any suggestions?

I'm going with Chompy for now, unless someone thinks of something better.