I used to be very happy with my teeth. Still got all my real ones, and although all the molars are filled, I'm sure that isn't unusual for >60 year olds.
I have lost a filling which I noticed this morning. At least, I think I did. That particular tooth, an upper left molar, has been filled a few times and I have, between fillings, been so used to it being jagged that I can't remember when it last wasn't. To add to that, I have just been poking around removing some of this evening's cold pork from my teeth, using a toothpick, and I have dislodged another bit of filling from the left lower wisdom tooth. So, it's time to make an appointment.
The last time the dentist filled the first of those two teeth he said it didn't have a lot of life left and it might need to be removed. There's the rub: I am on alendronic acid, for my osteoporosis, and this stuff welds the teeth to the jaw so firmly that dentists don't do extractions. They send you to hospital for the tooth to be removed under general anaesthetic. I have never before had a spell in hospital and I'm not looking forward to one now.
Bugger.