Taking A Walk

by Dwayne Phillips

While chewing some raisins Saturday morning, a tooth fell out of my mouth.

What? Yes, a tooth fell out of my mouth. A crowned tooth broke from its meager roots and fell out.

I was fortunate to find a dentist in Reston, Virginia. She had bad news and good news. The bad news was that she and a dental surgeon could fix me for about the same price that would erase the national debt. The good news is that I can go for a few weeks without doing anything.

We will began walking in earnest on Monday morning the 15th as planned. I will try to arrange a Monday or Friday appointment with the dentist who orginally placed the crown on the tooth. I guess the fix will be the same, but I hope the price of an established dentist will be lower than a dentist just starting her practice.

She did have the nicest dental suite I have ever seen.