Last night I bit into a cupcake.  It was two days old, but still soft, sweet, and delicious. As I was about to have my last tasty swallow - What is that, a bone?  
It was a piece of tooth.  Specifically MY tooth.
Fuck.
I called the dentist first thing this morning to see if I could get in.  
"Come in at noon," they said.
Cool.
Noon rolled around and I rode over to the dentist, the cold air sending tiny shocks into my gum line each time I drew a breath.  I locked up my bike, parked myself in the dentist chair, and opened my mouth.
"Looks like you had a fracture," she said.  "It wouldn't have necessarily showed up on the xray from before."  
"We can put in a crown today, though," she continued.  "You want a crown today?"
"Sure.  You mean like a temporary crown, right?"
"No, we can make it right here."
"Like a 3D printer?"
"Yes, sort of.  It's a cad cam, a milling machine.  We take some pictures, model it...
...and then take this porcelain cube and put it in the machine."
"Cool." 
The machine made a bunch of whirrs and adjustments, sort of like a printer starting up.  And then some water jets turned on and my tooth started to take shape.
Seven and a half minutes later it was done.  I held it in my hand.
I returned to my chair and sat back with the light shining in my eyes, a drill in my mouth, and pondered what I had just seen.
"Iss srta ike a kurrrik ut fur teef."
She pulled the drill out.  "What?"
"It's sort of like a Keurig, but for teeth."
"Um, yes."
She continued to drill and polish everything down.  At one point she used a laser - the same kind they use for dog arthritis.  I was totally in the future.
"You should take Advil today and tomorrow," she said, "but you're good to go."
"Cool, thanks."
The entire procedure took about an hour and a half.  There were needles and drills and cheek pulling, but it truly wasn't very painful... 
Except for the end.
;-)
PS.  Special shout out to Smiles By Design!  Woot!









 
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