Over New Years weekend I thought I broke a crown.

It didn’t hurt even a tiny bit. Cold food. Hot food. Crunchy food.

I finally got in to see the dentist and it wasn’t a crown, it was a tooth. And it was a nasty fracture. And it did not want to get numb for the dentist.

I was a little shaky by the time I got out of there but my dentist is wonderful and I am prepped for my new crown which is on the way.

I’m still eating very carefully. No pita chips for me right now.