This dental crisis began last month when I developed an abscess in one of the teeth covered by a bridge that dates back to the time several years ago when my upper teeth were capped.
The upshot of the whole thing is that my two missing teeth are now replaced with a partial upper plate that still feels unnatural and uncomfortable after nearly 24 hours in place. Plus, I feel like I'm going to need a speech therapist because it interferes with my pronunciation of words with the letters C, S, X and Z.
Here I am yesterday after my dental appointment with a mouthful of gauze soaking up the last bit of bleeding.
More than 30 years ago, a dentist called me a "dental cripple." That's how I feel today.
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