After the dentist looked over my x-rays, it was brought to my attention that the loose crown was actually a loose tooth implant, and it was infected and needed to be extracted. I was handed the tooth implant in a plastic bag, a prescription for antibiotics, a list of the costs that I will pay for a new implant and a follow-up appointment card to see the specialist in one month, after the bone in my mouth heals.
I didn’t expect any of this. I didn’t expect to have one less tooth for the month, to need to pay the cost for a new implant (it’s less than in the US, but still a pretty big expense), or to need to extend my roadtrip so that I land back in Arizona the first week of August.
A few days earlier I was hit with the unexpected car loss and readjustment to the change of automobile, and now I was readjusting my trip again.
It was overwhelming and shocking. But the tooth problem needed to be taken care of and infection is nothing to ignore. So I leaned into the change again and carried on.
In five days, I lost my car and a tooth. Rolling with it.
Alright Tucson, see you in one month.