Today I spent 2 hours in a dental chair. My new dentist and his staff were very nice, and tried to speak as much English as possible with me. I do miss my dentist back in Michigan, Dr. Zarou is an amazing dentist and his staff are the best. But, I am not made of money and can not arrange to fly back to Michigan to have dental work done.
So I met with my new dentist. I really needed some serious dental work done. After an evening of heavy drinking during Karneval, I managed to spit a crown out of my mouth. WTH? Yes, it’s true. I got so drunk that I lost a tooth. I am telling you, Karneval is some kind of crazy here. So, I had to find a dentist here in Germany to get this crown replaced.
My dental insurance in Germany is awesome. We only had to pay a small amount of money to get the crown replaced, and as a bonus I am getting a bridge to fix another area as well. (I had been wanting to have the bridge done for years in the States, but couldn’t justify the huge cost of it there).
So, anyway, 2 hours in the chair and all the molds and such were made. He built up the area around the tooth and everything was put in place for my next appointment where I would get the crown.
I was feeling a little lazy today after getting up super early for my dental appointment, and I had a headache from the work being done. So, when I got home I took a little nap. As a side note, I tend to grind my teeth when I sleep. Since losing my tooth, I haven’t been able to wear my mouth guard. (My husband is very upset about this because he thinks I am SUPER SEXY when I am wearing the mouth guard. OK, that is a straight up lie.) Anyway, I took a rather long nap, minus a mouth guard. I fell deep asleep. When I woke up, my mouth wasn’t hurting anymore. I felt refreshed and wide awake. I also quickly realized that my mouth felt different.
I went to the bathroom to look at my new dental work only to find that it wasn’t there anymore. I must have swallowed it while I was asleep. Yes, that is correct, I just ate two hours worth of dental work. A temporary crown and some bridgework. I looked in the bed, just hoping that maybe it fell out. No such luck, I ate it, and it is gone.
I am not sure what else I can even say here. I can’t speak enough German to even call and tell my new dentist.(Who I am sure will be absolutely thrilled when he hears this news.) I will have to have my husband call. I am sure he can’t wait to make this amazing phone call for me.(Bet he wishes I was wearing the super sexy mouth guard this afternoon, right?)
Do these things happen to other people??