tale of teeth

Waking up at 0415 with a throbbing in my mouth, for the umpteenth time this month, was too much. I just got my latest crown ground down for the second time in as many weeks. It turns out that the lab made it look like teeth do when they originally grow in, i.e. sharpish and not flat like the tooth that it replaced or indeed all of my teeth after over three decades of nighttime grinding. We shall see.

The hypochondriac in me wonders what my recent ibuprofen habit is doing to my liver. I really, really want to get this taken care of before I head for the playa. Dental woes out there? Even less fun than elsewhere.