When one knows there is suffering and pain ahead, it helps to mentally prepare as well as physically.
I am all about preparedness, I made my "72-hour kit" (of sorts).
First, I had to charge the iPad (which I am REALLY enjoying btw. Thank you blogger peeps who convinced me to just shut up and keep the gift).
Next was updating the software.
I then transferred Gen. Conference and the new Harry Potter onto it (Harry and General Authorities go hand in hand, don't you think?).
I felt prepared for my crown.
Or so I thought...
Did you know that just any headphones will not go into an iPad? Yeah. I discovered it as soon as I confidently sat down on my throne. Imagine the panic that set in when I realized that I would now be facing HIM
...without my much needed distraction.
And of course he said what every dentist before him has...
"You have a really little mouth, it's difficult to work in".
Take that! All you teachers and mean kids of my past, I do NOT have a big mouth thankyouverymuch.
So after two and a half hours of having my mouth propped open (one would think with all of the talking I do, my jaw would have been in terrific shape for this marathon opening),
I now have a temporary crown. One that is very fragile and should not be used to eat chewy, hard or crunchy items (is there anything left?!).
The best advice I got, "Do not grind your teeth at night".
My crown will be here in....
SIX to EIGHT WEEKS. Got to love military medical care.
My jaw is bruised, my cheek and tongue are cut and I have to subsist on applesauce, bananas and oatmeal for two months (exaggerate, me?).
The best bit? I usually grind my teeth when I'm worried or stressed. I'm worried and stressed now that I might grind my teeth and end up choking to death on this temporary crown.
Just shoot me now.