I have a new category, ‘things I have broken’.
I will retroactively fit the previous post into that category as well as this one.
Todays entry:
Angela said a picture would be gross.
When Abby looked at it she had tears come to her eyes.
The former may have emboldened me to own up to the moniker but the latter instinct shan’t be ignored.
So, I will just tell you that I broke my temporary crown whilst snacking on some rather crunchy potato chips.
Merely dislodging it from it’s temporary anchor wouldn’t qualify. Rather I snapped the sucker in half right down the middle, one part firmly anchored to my violated molar and the other half gouging my gumline in protest.
Oh and if you all haven’t read the comments on the previous post I recommend a quick look, there is some discussion on culpability, further refinement of the categories, and lots of good excuses. 🙂
blief 
Unbelievable!
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Again I must note, what passes for genuine cast iron these days is sad.
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Yeowch! Angela’s right…a pic would just be wrong (although now my morbid curiousity is peaked – what in the world’s wrong with me? – don’t answer that =P )
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Geez Lief! I broke a filling once on a chocolate covered raisin. Perhaps it isn’t the fact that we are breaking dental work, but rather our diet that should be given a closer look. Good luck with it!
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Yep! It’s genetics!
I too have displaced bridges and crowns that should have withstood the next glacial age. But I usually did it while eating something like peanut-brittle candy (with the lucious caramel!!) or one of Grandma’s delectable cinnamon rolls with her patented brown sugar caramel bottoms.
I think you should have produced a photo for all of us who have the macabre sense of curiosity over someone else’s pain and suffering.
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