My 50th birthday reminded me about the aging process. My back molar fractured and I had to arrange a visit to the dentist. My daughter knows just how much I enjoy the trip to the dentist’s chair.
I went this evening and I had the tooth repaired. I also had a full assessment of the rest of the teeth in a bid to arrest the frequency of fractured teeth and loose fillings.
The news is pretty good. Most of the teeth are in fine shape thanks to the quality of my home care.
Yes, I floss regularly.
But, he does want to redo a filling and put a crown on one of the teeth. What joy. I get to go back to the dentist.