Vulnerable...

Today I went to the dentist to get some old fillings replaced. Silvers have been replaced with plastic resins. The silver ones are destined to crack and break and it appears I got most of my fillings around the same time (probably 6th grade). The conversation with my dentist (who I think is fantastic) started out with "did you have any pain in the front of your mouth?" I said no. Nothing wrong. A couple of questions later, a look at the x-rays from last year and a month ago, and it turns out I have an abscessed tooth. Did I take a blow to the front of my mouth (when? think... when?)? A couple of tests (that are completely painful to the point of tears) proved that the tooth, even with the abscess, was still well and alive. But I remembered the elbow to the mouth (accidentally from one of my own fellow skaters) and that's what must have pulled the root from the bone. Now I have a snapped root. A root canal is in my future. They don't know when, exactly, which made for a pretty crappy appointment in general because I was upset - at the thought of more (future) paint.