Last day of work.
Yipee! Vacation has begun. I think half my patients today thought I had already left. They didn’t chance it so stayed away. No kidding! 50% no shows!
I went by the grocery store on the way home to get some pork chops – the really nice ones. Thick. Already seasoned. Just right for the barbeque.
They were all sold out. Not to be outdone – and as a result a lot less money spent – I found the thickest ones I could and bought those instead.
They had bones. My piece had a couple of little slivers of bone on the side where the meat should be. As I bit into this wonderful piece of meat, there was a tiny crunch. Yep, you guessed it. A chunk of tooth was neatly deposited onto the counter where I sat. The whole lingual cusp of tooth 45. No pain really. Except if I touched it directly with my tongue. Hard not to do when one is eating.
What to do? Call Cheryl Lyn the locum dentist of course. No answer.
I am the dentist on call. I looked to see if this was something I would attempt myself.
Not with trifocals.
So I called one of my wonderful assistants. She was home and came down right away to fix up the boss!
I owe her big time. What a way to start vacation.