I'm typing. My mouth is closed. My mouth hurts. Here's why:
Two days ago I went to the cafeteria at work contemplating what I wanted to eat. I decided on jicama and peanut sauce shrimp tacos. Sounds delicious, right? I thought so too. I bought my food and went back to my desk to eat. That's when things got crazy.
I started eating and suddenly bit down on something hard. I winced and tried to identify what it was that I bit down on. I pulled something flat and clear from my mouth - it looked like a piece of shell from the shrimp - but it didn't feel hard in my hand, so I kept searching in my mouth. I found nothing else.
I continued eating and was able to get through the rest of my meal without any more incidents. I did, though, feel like my tooth was sensitive where I had bitten down on whatever that was. Of course I thought it would pass.
Fast forward to yesterday, I'm eating a bagel and having a super hard time eating without wincing at the pain in my mouth. Even drinking luke warm water was painful. I knew I had to do something immediately. I called my dentist and set an emergency appointment for the same day. I left work early and went to the dentist, and they told me I had cracked the filling in my tooth. Apparently that filling was a particularly large filling and it can't be fixed. They have to put a crown on my tooth. I'm ok with it as long as it fixes what's going on. Then it happens.
The associate from the front desk comes and tells me this process costs $1000 and my insurance only covers 50% of it. I'm sure you can imagine how I was contemplating living with the pain in my mouth or living with the pain of paying that much money. Best part about it all was they said they wouldn't put the crown on unless the cost was paid in full before hand. Needless to say I chose to pay.
So here's the lesson for us all:
Shrimp tacos are evil. Save your money because the dentist is going to take it all.
~until next time
Working a full time job, raising two daughters, attempting to have a social life, trying to make my family proud, and trying to make myself proud are things I do every day. I'm now beginning my journey of giving. This is step one.