I had some popcorn last night. And as usual, I got a bit of shell caught between some teeth. No biggie; it's a known hazard of popcorn.
So I got out the floss to try to clear it out. Only it didn't work. I couldn't even get the floss into the space, much less use it to pry out the popcorn. So I resorted to a toothpick, which eventually pried the popcorn free...
Along with a bit of what I assume is the filling from that tooth. At least, I hope it's the filling, because otherwise it's a bit of tooth. Apparently, I'm getting old.
This morning, while I was fixing Penny's breakfast, another little chip worked free.
And I'm pretty sure this is the tooth that I was told would need a crown when it came time to replace the filling.
Imagine my delight. Dental work: it's not just painful, it's expensive, too!
The dentist can't see me until Monday. The tooth doesn't hurt, at least not yet, so that's something, anyway.