Thank you so much for all your kind comments. My phone rang this morning with my daughter's voice telling me I have an appointment this afternoon with her former dentist. They are paying for all necessary dental work. I guess that means I can't ask for braces.
They had everything all in place by the time they called me. I have always told people I trained my children right because they feed me from time to time. This beats a pumpkin spice latte... by a lot.
My friend, Belinda (aka: Beebs, Busy Bee, BB) called last night while I was propped up against the kitchen counter putting together sandwiches for dinner. She didn't get blown away by the hurricane. Her part of Corpus Christi was only getting wind gusts from time to time. I don't know when I've ever been so happy to hear that Texas accent.
When I was describing the pain to her (and the fact that using hot salt water didn't help at all), she was certain the broken part of the tooth has exposed the nerve and the only probable solution was to have it pulled or a crown put on (and she knew I wouldn't pay for that).
As I told her, at this point they can take out whatever they need. Take all of them. I'll eat Jell-O (sugar free) the rest of my life. The pain on a scale of 1 - 10? 12... My ear on that side of my face hurts. Air hurts. Ow...
I am usually pretty calm about my health situation but this has shaken me. There has been speculation among my past doctors that a "perfect storm" of an intense time of stress combined with a tooth infection is what threw me into Juvenile Diabetes (whether it was a virus I had or the infection may be debated but they are pretty sure it was one or the other). Before that I had been quite healthy.
My father-in-law died as a result of a heart infection caused by a tooth infection, which was really strange because he was so careful about regular dental visits.
I once told my friend, Sheila (the Obama worker), this whole cost of medical care issue has me almost willing to vote for a Democrat... almost. :)