About 18 hours ago I did the most retarded thing I have ever done. It hurt. It pissed me off. It shocked me.
Waking up in a rather chipper mood, I climbed down my ladder to my Gym floor. I sat in my black chair – the one with a tennis ball in place of a missing wheel. I thought about getting up…and so I did.
I walked past my beautiful dog friends into the kitchen of the main house. I made my breakfast and decided to sit down on the sofa where I would be quite comfortable.
I sat on the sofa.
“How about I throw on an old cartoon whilst I eat my delicious cereal” I said to my self in a whisper.
I was perfectly perfect. I then decided it was about time to begin consuming my wonderful breakfast. I grabbed my metal fork, scooped up my food, and made way to my mouth.
I was excited like a little boy on Christmas eve. My mouth watered as the food grew near. The fork full of food entered half way into my mouth and my stupid brain sent a signal saying, “BITE NOW!!!!” So I bite down…hard. This was a rather unusually hard bite.
CRACK was the next sound I heard. FUCK was the next thought I had.
Result: $*CK *$#&@ My bottom tooth is a bit loose.
Conclusion: Never chew till the food is in your mouth and the fork is out. Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!
Research: I found that if tooth is still in place but a little loose, give it some time and it will heal. Consume fluids/soft food for a couple days and be careful. I may not have to install a gold replacement tooth after all.