OK. so I go to the dentist this morning, at the odious hour of 7:00AM, to have him fix or replace a crown that had gone all wonky. Last time I had a crown, I left with a temporary device while they sent an impression of my tooth to a lab, which took three days to whack together the actual item, and necessitated a return to the dentists office for a fitting and a dose of industrial Krazy Glue. Nowadays, things are much faster, if not less expensive. My guy takes 3D digital pictures of the area around the site of the crown, then feeds that data into a machine about the size of a toaster oven, and the machine mills a crown out of a sugar-cube-sized hunk of porcelain. The whole procedure took about an hour. Or thats how long it should have taken. Mine took twice the time because when my dentist was placing the new crown into my gum line, checking its fit, he dropped it. It fell into the back of my throat, and I started choking, but, happily, for only a few short ticks. Because I then swallowed the goddamn thing. My dentist set the milling machine to work again, grinding out another crown. And I sat in the chair, wondering why so many silly things come my way, and hoping that the Krazy Glue had set before the crown went down my pipe. You just gotta wonder.
Posted on: Fri, 18 Jul 2014 19:25:42 +0000
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