August 26, 2019
West Chester, PA
I had a 9AM appointment with the dentist and she informed me that my tooth, that I damaged last week while I was on vacation, was damaged beyond repair. I wanted to cry. Seeing how upset I was, she apologized profusely, as if it was her fault that she couldn't work her magic and fix this tooth that I cracked in half, vertically and damaged the nerve in the process. She took half of the tooth, the dangling part out and charged me a few hundred dollars. Then she sent me off to a specialist and he yanked the rest of tooth #13 out of my head. And I payed him $1100.
The moment devastated me. This is the beginning of the decay of my old body. I really wanted to die with all of my teeth. That goal is off the table and now I am waiting for my gum to heal so that I can get an implant for a mere $4000. FUCK.
It took so damn long to extract my tooth that I couldn't get to Philly in time to beat the afternoon rush hour. I was meeting Deb Green and others for dinner and my 35 minute trip took almost two hours. They were all finished dinner by the time I arrived and they only stayed for one more drink out of a curiosity to me. By the time I got home, I was in lots of pain and bleeding.
Today was an awful, horrible, miserable day.
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