June 15th, 2011: Day 27
I lost the crown on my upper-right molar while eating a chocolate candy. Don’t tell my dentist, but it was a chewy candy and it must have pulled the crown off. Sigh… This makes the 8th time this year that I am carrying around a baggie in my purse. With part of a tooth in it.
I’m pretty sure the molar in question is my sweet-tooth. Now released from its gold prison the silly tooth is ready to party. I gained 3 pounds just this afternoon! Would my dentist consider this an emergency, like I do? Doubtful. He cares about my dental health, not how much I weigh.
I booked an appointment this Friday, 2 whole days. Then Doc can cover the damned tooth and I can get on with my life.
By my calculations I will weigh 10 more pounds than I do today. Please do not tell me “have some willpower for Pete’s sake”, or some other meaningful advice.
Addiction overrules Willpower, Don’t cha know?