I went to my dentist for a normal PROPHY, his code word for teeth cleaning and inspection. It seemed fairly normal, except it was time to get them blasted with X-rays. New tool has no film. Just a digital sensor I bite on as the oral hygienist zaps me with the ray gun.
At the end of the cleaning the doc comes in to inspect my bright and shiny chompers, and takes a look at the new X-Rays. Well golly it looks like I have a chipped filling I need fixed. (Probably from biting on the X-Ray gizmo I’m facetiously thinking.) No problem he says. He can fix that with a filling replacement. As luck would have it (good or bad) there was an opening the next day.
I have a lot of fillings and I and the dentist go way back with keeping my teeth up to par. So it is not a big deal for me either. So I am glad I can get it fixed so soon.
The next morning my jaw gets all numbed up and the excavation begins. I have more filling than I have real teeth these days. He’s going in wide and deep. He struggles in getting the clamp to fit, but he works through that and the tooth is re-filled and the work is done. We talk shop for a few minutes and then I leave with an appointment in six months for my next PROPHY.
Ten hours later after eating some soup, I thought for a moment the soup had a bone in it. Gulp! The new filling had just fallen out of the tooth. No chewing with soup. It just fell out. Well, that was a first for me.
Of course my friend the dentist humorously boasts that his work (fillings) never just fall out. Well, maybe once before. Now who is being facetious? In any case I got a freebie total redo of the filling. A repeat of the day before. Of course I am kinda glad I don’t have to see him professionally for another six months… I hope!