Of course the answer is obvious.  To chew my food.  But being sixty-one now I don’t find them so nice to me.  They’re broken or breaking and right now Oragel and I are best friends.

I have the first tooth I ever had filled back in my early teens that has broken off the whole back half.  When it first broke it hurt like hell and out came the Oragel.  Over time the aches it gave me faded into nothing for many months.  It must have been a sign last month when I signed up for a Dental program with MetLife.  It’s administered by my Federal Plan, so it’s only $15 and change.  Then my tooth must have felt it coming on, so now I’m back to pain and Oragel. 

Have you ever used the stuff?  It’s helpful, but you squirt this stuff on the place that hurts and it numbs everything surrounding it including my tongue.  Yuck.  At least the pain subsides a bit. 

So come January when the plan goes into effect I will be utilizing my new dental plan.  This pain has to go.  I also have another tooth that has most of the enamel missing from the Great Hardee’s Chicken Debacle.  But that’s another story.  Maybe I can find this story and post it again.  It leads me to understand why Hardee’s doesn’t offer fried chicken by the eight piece box any more. 

So, it’s off to bed with subsiding pain and hopefully I will drift off to sleep and wake up in the morning to a brief respite before I have to pull out the Oragel again.