So I get home.
Decide I want a little something, get a caramel. Forget I have a crown on my rearmost back right tooth and start chewing on that side. Realize there's something hard in the caramel. First think, oh crap, did you break another tooth?
Then I find the crown embedded in the caramel. Panic and call my dentist. He's left for the day but the receptionists are still there. I can come in at 7:45 am tomorrow and get it put on.
This is not a root-canal tooth; it does hurt a little bit. So I guess I'm not eating tonight and taking my evening meds is not going to be fun. (I tried drinking a little water just to see - it hurts. Not lastingly or excruciatingly, but enough to tell me I don't want to eat anything until after it's back on.)
(ETA: I did manage to get down an ounce or so of plain yogurt, so the ibuprofen I took - in hopes of preventing much pain tonight - doesn't tear my stomach up. But I think breakfast tomorrow will be AFTER the tooth is fixed. Even if it's something like a smoothie from somewhere.)
My secretary is going to have to give my exam tomorrow. Hopefully I will be done and back before my 9 am class, and able to talk. (I presume they'll have to shoot me up to put the thing back on)
I'm mad at myself for forgetting and eating that sticky caramel. I suppose it could be worse; instead of finding the crown embedded in the caramel I could have SWALLOWED the caramel. The crown has been washed off and is sitting in a safe place in my bathroom. I'll wrap it up in a tissue and take it tomorrow.
The receptionist suggested using toothpaste or denture adhesive to stick the crown back in for tonight but I am too afraid of inadvertently swallowing it. I may pass a bad night if it starts hurting but whatever.
I just wish it had happened before the dentist went home for the day, that would involve less putting-other-people-out to deal with it.
I'm ready to be done with these kinds of minor emergencies.