Broken Tooth

Can you believe it? I broke a molar a couple of days ago. It was something I'd expect to happen to one of the kids, but it happened to me. It was so dumb. I was enjoying an Atomic Fireball. I haven't had one of those in ages. We used to goto the camp store at camp Tousey (oh this brings back memories) and spend our day's allowance on candy. One of my favorites was the Atomic Fireballs.

We used to sit around the cabin and see who could keep the fireball in their mouth the longest before it got too hot. The loser had to go on some dare. Camp was fun if the bugs didn't get to you. Most people sprayed lots of Off! on every inch of bare skin to keep the bugs away. We didn't know how good we had it.

Anyway, here I was years later enjoying the fireball when I bit into it with my back teeth. Suddenly, I felt a crack and a piece of something which should not have been there. It was a part of my molar. So off to the dentist I went. He was able to provide a temporary repair but I will need a crown for the tooth. I guess I just not as young as I used to be.