Today Ms. Susan (my good buddy, blog reader and commenter extraordinaire) who lives across the bay agreed to meet me for lunch at the Hilltop Restaurant.
Even though I am mostly vegan, we decided to split a reuben and munch on french fries.
We always laugh when we’re together.
We talked about subjects like:
2) our kids
5) our feelings
6) sixteen other forgotten subjects
when suddenly, I felt some stray bit of sauerkraut or corned beef or bread lingering between two back teeth.
“Susan, there’s something desperate between my teeth,” I casually said and then we–
yes, we both cracked up.
Who says stuff like this?
“There is something desperate between my teeth.”
We laughed so hard that Sally, the waitress, paused by our table to tell us that we make her day when we visit.
“Why?” I asked.
“I like to hear you having fun,” she said.
“You can have fun with us,” we told her.
“I’ll be off work at 2:00,” she promised.
(However by 2:00 something very different had happened and I was no longer laughing.)
Susan and I hugged, and hugged again in the parking lot, honoring the friendship with exists between us.
I flossed between my teeth.
“Did you get it?” she called from her open car window, and I nodded, tentatively, as we both drove away in our separate directions.
But still–there’s that feeling you get when something exists between your teeth. It feels like a popcorn kernel, no a small rock, perhaps a boulder. Something is hanging out having a tooth party and you WANT THIS PARTY TO CEASE, NOW, c’mon floss do your job!
I stopped at Pat’s IGA and flossed again, when, plunk, yep, you know where this is going don’t you, up popped a small kernel of tooth into the palm of an unsuspecting hand.
Yep, it was a desperate tooth after all.
I turned the key in the ignition, without even a pause, and drove to my wonderful dentist and whimpered to the receptionist.
“How are you?” she innocently inquired, and fifteen minutes later she led me in to a gentle and understanding dentist who observed the wayward desperate tooth and pronounced it–sniff, sniff –yes, mostly dead.
It needs a crown. It wouldn’t NEED a crown, except for the other cracks which fissure in the enamel, god bless its pearly white molar existence.
Luckily, Dr. Summersett will see the desperate tooth at 5 p.m. tomorrow. Luckily, your blogger experiences no pain. Maybe a dull ache in the background, like the tooth is mourning its loss. Sure, the mother of the tooth has to lead a budget hearing tonight–but she can persevere.
It’s not Desperate Housewives, dear friends–It’s Desperate Teeth.
Stay tuned for further exciting tooth adventures!
Desperate teeth need desperate remedies, Yeah for swift dentist appointments!!!
Oh, you poor dear thing. I feel with you, Kathy… Sending warm, comforting thoughts to you, and heartfelt prayers that you will be painfree after your visit to the dentist, and Endowed with a New Crown! 😉 Oh! Kathy With A Crown! 😀
Oh Nooooo! Well then, Kathy gets a crown – you’ve always worn one you know! Now it’s official. May you have a painless experience, my dear. I’ve booked enough hours in the dentist’s chair to pay his mortgage. Oh so many crowns I wear!
p.s. Hafta laugh – you are blogging quite daily now! 🙂
Ohhhh, dear, it WAS something desperate after all … not just funny food stuck there having a tooth party. I’m sorry to hear that in our hilarity over your proclamation we didn’t suspect a broken tooth. Sniffle. I am grateful that you were already in town and able to stop in to see the dentist, though. I like what Reggie says about “Kathy with a Crown.” All hail Kathy with a Crown and her unique and exquisite way of describing things!
Hoping that the desperate site will stay calm until you receive your crown. Thank you so much for your company today, as always. I’m so glad that Sally “gets” our laughter and is drawn to it!
Love the Owl and The Two Friends photos .. perfect. Love you, too. Take care and here’s to no desperation at all during your coronation tomorrow.
While I am truly sorry your tooth has fallen apart, I am delighted at this story. So many little things made me laugh. May your tooth be crowned queen and rule happily over all of Toothland for ever after 😉
Wow, did you ever hit a nail on the head with this blog. I spent SIX HOURS in the dental chair on Monday (I kid you not) because of a partial bridge that just popped out. Three years ago I had the work done by a disreputable dentist (got pulled in on a “deal”) and walked away from there over $6,000 later. Replacing what she did wrong cost me another $4,300 on Monday. This dentist suggested I sue the other one but refuses to provide the information to back up what was done wrong. So….rough week and maxed out credit card. Luckily, all the patients for the day had canceled due to our terrible storms so I have to be grateful we were able to do the work needed. Still….not a fun experience, is it!!!
I just returned home today from going to the dentist with my Aunt Glenda. She has faced one extraction and lots of other work. Today was a good day as they told her they would be able to save the teeth on her left side. The extracted tooth on the right side will be a bridge soon. Ah desperate teeth, we all get them sooner or later.
I sympathize with desperate teeth. I’ve needed a crown for years but my insurance will not pay and groceries do come first. I LOVE the snowy owl. Best wishes to continue pain free through the appointment tomorrow!
Good luck, Kathy.
Many blessings to you, Kathy. I’ve had a few adventures like this too, but am happy with my crowns! Ellen
See it wasn’t an “exaggeration” after all. Your teeth feel intensely. What can I say? I understand the horror of such excruciating experiences! Seriously, bless your heart, or teeth, as the case may be.
Oh, that’s a nasty bit of business. I’m glad you don’t have to wait toooooo long for it to be remedied.
Dethperately theeking Thuthan ?
Ok, you peaked my interest … where in the heck is Nordstrom St.. Google and Bing just shrugged their shoulders when I tried to find your Angel of mercy.
This is one of those blogs that is funny but not really not funny, if you know what I mean.
Glad you have such a wonderful dentist; I do as well, when I think about it.
It’s not nice when that happens, I know, it happened to me on a couple of occasions. It’s great to hear that you and Susan had such a wonderful visit. Wishing you a wonderful week, Kathy.
The Hilltop Restaurant brings loads of memories back to the fore for me – wow. Bonne chance with the dentist.
Ack! I hope your appointment goes well tomorrow and that your tooth emerges not-so-desperate in the end. Too bad floss didn’t do the trick– I thought floss was supposed to be a miracle string? 😉
Great piece of story writing here. Loved the way you built it up and added details of your friend, what you ate, the laughing and the friendship…
I tried to stop the darn comment flying off before I’d added how sorry I am to hear about the tooth.
Mercy! I have recurring teeth nightmares that go a lot like that!
Husby just broke a tooth while we were vacationing. Worst part about it, he was eating ice cream! OK, so it was rocky road, loaded with peanuts. But it was a bummer for him to break a tooth eating the thing he loves most in the world. Dentist appointment set for him this week too!
Hope your repairs are pain-free!
Funny how your lunch with Susan sounds just like when my Kathy and I get together! We’ve often had store clerks and waitresses remember us because we always laugh with each other!
And your tooth story also hits pretty close to home. One of my molars, which has been cracked and repaired awaiting a crown, broke apart a couple of months ago. No pain except where the pointy bit kept scraping my tongue. Unfortunately, I had to wait several weeks before seeing the dentist so used orthodontic wax to buffer the rough spots. After finally seeing the dentist, getting a temporary crown and coming back for the permanent crown, she tells me she thinks I need to have a root canal done. I had several more weeks of waiting before that was done and I don’t get my permanent crown on until later in July. (Sigh!) Hope your dental work gets done quicker than that! 🙂
Woo Hoo … another extremely great nature face for my challenge!
Sorry about your tooth. I suspect that I will be having some desperate teeth in the near future, too. When I was sick last year, I started grinding my teeth in my sleep. It has become an extremely bad habit I can not stop. I wake myself up. I have a new teeth guard coming next week to help out … how I wish I could control my sleepy teeth grinding.
Bearyweather (just in case this labels me as anonymous, again … for some reason wordpress does not like my Bearyweather icon today.
Oh, I’m so sorry! I know how scary it is to have a part of tooth (a bone segment!!! An actual part of your anatomy!!!) fall out. The fear of and expectation of pain intensifies the moment. Anticipation of further defection by other members of the group adds to the terror. You told the story perfectly as a roller coaster ride of highs and lows. I hope your visit to the dentist today sums it all up in a nice smooth coast to a stop. Best wishes!
Oh yes, I remember a few desperate tooth incidents, although some I’d prefer to forget. Good luck with yours!
Thanks, all you Tooth Fairies! Two hours til dentist appointment. I am now wondering: root canal? Or just crown? Can’t wait to find out. Appreciate all your comments, and that so many of us wear crowns. lol…I don’t know about a coronation…some of you commenters know how to make a tooth-cracked gal laugh. Will keep you updated. It was SO fun to write this blog yesterday–nothing like a story to make a tooth-falling-out day into something brighter. Wanting to hug you all!
Glad you could get in to see the dentist! Hope all goes well.
So sorry to hear about your desparate tooth. You’re lucky to have your dentist so close.Good luck in the chair. Hopefullly a simple crown and not a root canal. Ugh! Better quit eating meat again, it can be hazardess to your health!
Now that you’re getting crowned, should we refer to you as Her Royal Highness, Queen Kathy? 😉
How wonderful that you have a dentist who will see you and take care of your desperate tooth right away! I hope all goes well with the placement of your crown, and that many years of content and secure teeth follow.
Hi, friends. Thank you again for caring and commenting! I had to have SIX shots to numb my poor desperate tooth yesterday. Today am feeling kind of achy in the mouth, but now have an impressive temporary crown for two weeks until the permanent one arrives. Thanks for all your well wishes…
P.S. No root canal needed!
Ah (: such a fun post but also tooth aches are definitely no picnic and my dear hubby is in the process of realising he must away to the dentist.
Once again, thank you. The desperate tooth is now much less desperate. It’s waiting for its permanent coronation within two weeks. Strict orders not to chew on the left side!
Kathy, so glad all is well with your tooth! Happy summer to you, wishing you many lovely days and warm star-filled nights 🙂
Desperate tooth update: OK, I have no update. The temporary crown sits nicely atop the gum, behaving like temp crowns should. Thank goodness! 🙂
Ohmygoodness I’ve never laughed so much over tooth distress as I did tonight reading your story and the comments!! My teeth are desperately envious! Glad to hear your visit to the dentist went well but oh lordy SIX shots!?!! One half of a shot does me in for about 8 hours! I dislike that numbing stuff very much. Glad to hear also that no root canal is needed. Whew.