Bread broke my tooth! It’s nuts, I know. No, not nuts in the bread, or anything that would make sense—I was visiting my parents in Florida, eating some soft bread, when suddenly there was something hard and very crunchy in my mouth! Suddenly, to my horror, I realized my filled molar had cracked in half and broken, and I was chewing it. Ewww!! Makes me shudder to think about it! Thankfully, that tooth had already had a root canal, so there was no pain, it was just disgusting and annoying. I called my dentist when I returned here to Round Rock, and made appointments to get all my dental work underway. There were other things I’d been putting off, so I got to spend a little quality time in the chair. Haha.
Yesterday, I was fitted for a temporary crown for a different tooth. Guess what? I made the FOOLISH decision to go all rogue and eat a piece of bread this afternoon. I mean, what was I thinking? Good lord—I’ve gone mad—just kidding. But if you guessed the bread popped my temporary crown off—ding ding ding!! You’re right! I don’t know what it is about my teeth and bread. It’s silly and annoying. I’ll go back to the dentist and get it stuck back on tomorrow, I guess. Maybe it’s a sign from God to stop eating carbs? 😊