14 January 2019

Once Again, My Mother Was Right

If you have read my blog for any length of time, you have been subjected to many of my mother's favorite sayings.  One of the ones we would hear most often growing up was "It's either an a** or an elbow with you, isn't it?"  This was said when for instance you just got over a cold and then sprained an ankle, or some combination like that. 

She was right.  

Of course, you all know of my long and varied times of getting over one illness or injury, just to have another show up.  It happens to everyone at one point or another, but in my most self-pitying moments, I feel like it only happens to me.  The day in October that I finally felt like I was truly recovered from pneumonia was the day I feel and broke my wrist.  A**, meet elbow.

At the moment, it's not *exactly* the same, but close enough.  When I fell and broke my wrist, I also broke two front teeth.  One had been previously broken a few years ago when I fell (I guess) and ended up with kidney cancer.  Last month, I was eating yogurt, and the temporary replacement that had been put on the one tooth in October came off.  Since I had maxed out my dental insurance, I was waiting until now for them to be able to do two crowns:  one for the broken tooth, and one for the implant in progress.  The dentist temporarily fixed the tooth, and all was well.  I have an appt this coming Thursday afternoon for the crown over the implant site.

And now that appt will also include temporarily fixing that same tooth, yet again.  Tonight I was eating soup and guess what?  Ugh.  I called to see if they wanted me to come in right away, or wait until Thursday.  (It will get a crown, but they can only do one at a time with my insurance and the implant is overdue.)  Which is fine, but it means that I have to spend a couple of very uncomfortable and self-conscious days until then.  And I have to give a tour on Wednesday at work, which makes it even more annoying.  Plus, the broken tooth keeps catching on my gum and that really hurts!

I know I'm lucky to have dental insurance, and the original crown on the tooth that broke off again would still be in place if I hadn't fallen in October, but really???  I'm so tired of all of this stuff, and I was just starting to feel like I was getting back to normal. 

An a** or an elbow.  Once again, my mother was right.  ;-)

12 comments:

Kim in Oregon said...

Teeth. Argh. My dentist told me that once one got messed up, you're likely to mess up the one on the other side in the same position as well. It is like they have little brains and know just when to be obnoxious.

And the crown 'rules' that insurance companies have seem to be ridiculous.

Kim in Oregon said...

Best of luck with it all (sorry I hit publish too early!).

Araignee said...

I can totally relate. I have a very broken front tooth thanks to getting a hockey puck in the mouth many years ago. I had the bond fall off at work the day of a baby shower for a teacher friend. I had to go looking like a total hillbilly. I always thought I would get a laugh out of this story but I never did because the darn thing falls off every few years just when I don't want it to. I'm pretty sure I'm due just around the time of Son's wedding in May.

Bonny said...

She was a very wise woman; I only wish her sayings didn't apply to your misfortunes so much. Wishing you well and no more falls!

Pointy Little Sticks said...

Oh my gosh .........not fun. Hope you can get it all worked out so that at least the broken tooth isn't causing you any pain.

Kym said...

Oh, what a drag. . . But, having broken off a crown myself (and having to wait a few days for my fix-it appointment), I'll bet YOU feel worse about how your mouth looks that it actually looks to those around you. (I don't suppose that helps much, but there you go.) Your mom was one wise woman, because it is . . . always an a** or an elbow. XO

Vera said...

So sorry Bridget. Hope it can all be fixed soon. I hate dental work!!!

Jeannie Gray Knits said...

I'm so sorry you're struggling but... LOL, I love your mom's saying! I'm so sorry you have to deal with the dentist, but I hope he gets you fixed up soon. And once he does, wrap yourself in bubble wrap for a few weeks. :)

KSD said...

Wow. Just wow.

karen said...

love your mom's sayings but what a bummer about your tooth drama, let's hope they fix everything quickly and walk slow and watch the ground so you don't fall anymore.

AsKatKnits said...

I, too, fear your mom was one wise woman. Sage advice, and there's this... at least it's not an a** or an a**!

kathy b said...

NEver heard that one! Oh teeth. They really get to be a pain and expensive too. I hope all I need this year is a cleaning