OK, not all of it.
It went like this...
I woke up mildly feeling the effects of the night before; a work mate's housewarming party and me getting reacquainted with Jerry the Sailor. I ate a semi-healthy breakfast of crumpets, bananas, blueberries and honey. Yum. I thought I had something lodged in one of my molars, as if I'd eaten raspberries, for example. Now I think of it, I had munched on some raspberries at the bottom of a Chambord Kir Royale cocktail at the party last night, as well as a nibble on some toffee popcorn. It's a regular occurrence and I have to get it out, otherwise it aggravates me no end. So, there I was attempting to oust the food particle. Oh joy, here it comes. Hmm that feels bigger than I initially thought. Oh and it's white. Faaaaark! That's a piece of my tooth!
A 'mild' freak-out ensued. I don't want to go to the dentist. Not because I'm scared. I just don't want to have to face 'So, how long has it been since you've been to the dentist?, 'What is your dental hygiene like?', 'Why are your teeth in such a bad state?', 'What is wrong with you?!'. OK, the last two might be a complete exaggeration. Stop asking me questions. Just fix my teeth.
I'm also mildly concerned as I have no idea how much the repair work is going to cost or if they're going to 'diagnose' something else whilst they're rooting around in there (no pun intended); something that needs fixing, twisting, scraping, ripping out.
Maybe it's not really that much of a surprise. The dental chip came from a tooth that's had a amalgam filling in it for about 15 years. It's so ugly. The dentist didn't ask me if I wanted a white one or not. Eejit. I've had a few dental issues but in my younger life mainly. When I was single-digit age, I was obsessed with brushing my teeth. I must've liked the taste and the fun of cleaning my teeth. But it got to the point where I was just eating blobs of toothpaste straight from the tube. And my mom would find me in the bathroom brushing my teeth a few times a day. Also, in the West Midlands, they used to add fluoride to the water*, I suppose because they thought people weren't brushing their teeth often enough. Consequence? I wore away some of the enamel on my teeth, including some of the top and bottom incisors, leaving a few small marks which are areas of exposed dentine. All because I brushed my teeth too much. Some jackass decided to make a comment about it during high school; something along the lines of 'Don't you brush your teeth enough?'. Oh if only you knew. Now, I frankly don't care and don't feel it's that noticeable, anyway.
For this very reason, I do have pretty sensitive teeth and I think they're a little weak, too. I had a similar incident when I was ~14. In the middle of a geography lesson, I was eating a toffee bonbon which pulled out my filling and half of my tooth along with it.
Eurgh. I could definitely do without this.
In other news, I managed to forward an e-mail I'd sent to a friend from my Gmail account to my work e-mail address (thanks Apple Mail for auto completing there). Completely innocent but it did contain phrases like '(internet) whore', 'ass', 'arse', arsehole', 'crap', 'shit', etc. so it flagged the work e-mail filtration system. Thus, my second freak-out of the day. I decided to reply to the auto-generated postmaster e-mail with basically 'Sorry. My bad. T'was a mistake. Please delete.' Monday could be an interesting day.
* A quick Google has revealed that they are still fluoridating the water in the West Midlands and have done so since 1964.