Doing dishes this afternoon, i feel one of my front teeth on the bottom kind of move. So i yell downstairs for Josh to come up and look to see if it really did move or if i was just imaging things. Of course he is like "oh my gosh....what did you do" so i get a little nervous. I didn't want to go look, but i did and i don't see any difference. Silly boys always make things worse than they are. I figure maybe there is such something between my teeth and i will floss it out. I go get my floss, and start going going at my teeth. I get to the tooth that was irritating me, and i instantly know that something was not right!
I guess i should tell the story of this poor tooth. It started to get me trouble like 18 years ago i think...when i knocked it out after i had lost it the first time. So it's had a cap on it for awhile. For those of you that knew me during high school...it was only "half" a tooth! Well it's baaaack! I did the same thing to this tooth back in March. So i went to the denist and he did a "quick" fix...just useing the same thing they use for fillings and building the tooth until i came back in to get the cap put back on. Well i never went back...i thought for sure this would last until after the wedding! SURPRISE! So i will be going to the dentist at 8:45 tomorrow morning!!
So back to what actually happened! The cap has fallen off yet once again! I can't wait until this day is over!!! The cold does nothing for how sensitive the tooth is! BOOOOO!