Twenty years ago my life was altered forever. I was playing street hockey with my two older brothers and a few friends.
I was reaching for the ball with my stick and suddenly... Ahhh. Agony. I grabbed my face. Older brother, “you’re fine you just got hit in the face so stop being such a baby.” Being the youngest of three boys, this is just expected. Always getting picked on and sustaining most injuries. Okay, enough with the drama. It’s just a tooth... but is it? See, I had to get a root canal and then the dentist placed a fake one over top of the real one. But this wasn’t going to fix the problem for the long-term. I was about 10 when it happened and am still dealing with this same tooth as an adult.
A few weeks ago while teaching a lacrosse class (I’m a physical education teacher, remember?) I felt my fake tooth loosen up. Then when I was explaining something to the class, whosh...there it went. It flew out of my mouth- whizzed past a few kid’s and landed on the grass. If that wasn’t bad enough this was a whole class of girls. I mean if I were teaching guys when it happened, no biggie. “Cool. Mr. Sproull must have been a fight once.” Girls? Squeals of gross, running around in circles screaming “ewww”.
A few weeks ago while teaching a lacrosse class (I’m a physical education teacher, remember?) I felt my fake tooth loosen up. Then when I was explaining something to the class, whosh...there it went. It flew out of my mouth- whizzed past a few kid’s and landed on the grass. If that wasn’t bad enough this was a whole class of girls. I mean if I were teaching guys when it happened, no biggie. “Cool. Mr. Sproull must have been a fight once.” Girls? Squeals of gross, running around in circles screaming “ewww”.
I knew I needed to get an implant as the fake wasn’t holding anymore. So after volleyball season in the Fall I started the process. Phase 1. Put in the implant (artificial tooth root placed in my jaw). Three months later. Phase 2. Put in a post. (some titanium piece get’s set into the implant). Three months later. Screw in the “real” tooth.
I know, with all the world tragedies and things to lose sleep over a tooth shouldn’t be one of them. Like it or not our society has ingrained it into our heads that looks matter and it’s hard not to be a little subconscious when I had a tooth that might pop out at any time.
Last Thursday was the day the dentist put in phase three the “real” tooth. As I ate dinner that night my daughter Emma was smiling from ear to ear “dad you can eat dinner with all your teeth!” Yes I had what looked like a mouthpiece attached to a fake tooth that I had to take out every time I eat for the past nine months. This has been especially fun when we’ve gone out to eat. I honestly feel like the server was giving me a bonus spin because they felt sorry for me, like I never even had a tooth in the first place and had no intention of fixing it. Ever. Oh well. I like a deal.
But it’s fixed forever now. Hopefully. Even though my co-worker predicts it’ll fall out before October. Boy, I hope not!
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I know, with all the world tragedies and things to lose sleep over a tooth shouldn’t be one of them. Like it or not our society has ingrained it into our heads that looks matter and it’s hard not to be a little subconscious when I had a tooth that might pop out at any time.
Last Thursday was the day the dentist put in phase three the “real” tooth. As I ate dinner that night my daughter Emma was smiling from ear to ear “dad you can eat dinner with all your teeth!” Yes I had what looked like a mouthpiece attached to a fake tooth that I had to take out every time I eat for the past nine months. This has been especially fun when we’ve gone out to eat. I honestly feel like the server was giving me a bonus spin because they felt sorry for me, like I never even had a tooth in the first place and had no intention of fixing it. Ever. Oh well. I like a deal.
But it’s fixed forever now. Hopefully. Even though my co-worker predicts it’ll fall out before October. Boy, I hope not!
this post is linked up with www.runningwithspoons.com
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