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WORK

Today was the day of reckoning.

I have been putting off needed work on my upper front teeth for about three years. He wanted to do them all together but I demurred and took the "wait until you need it" approach. Which, actually, he approved.

But this past week I have had an infection in the tooth that is very loose, a pocket infection as it turns out, and it will have to be pulled. Even now, I could wait and just take antibiotics but that is going too far, I think. The tooth has never felt "loose" but now it does. So the process is started.

Next week, he will take two front teeth (there is another tooth that is bad) and put in a temporary plate. A partial. My old one will not accommodate the new spaces. He will put a "bone" graft in the base to stabilize it. Not real bone. No cadavers.

Then we will wait for healing and get the new partial.

In the meantime he will work on the two or three surrounding teeth which will probably involve a route canal and three crowns.

OK. Here we go. Cash in the mouth. He can take that trip to Paris.

I am OK with it. He says the new partial will last 15 years. I have had this one at least that long and I can feel the wires as they are getting exposed by wear.

Time to get it done.

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