Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Stroke this

Last week I cracked an old filling in one of my molars. The dentist was happy to confirm this on Friday, but he couldn't be bothered to fix it until this morning.

It wasn't the four days of chewing on the left side of my mouth that I minded so much. It was more the pain of having 24-degree air flow over the damaged tooth whenever I rode a bike. While pedaling to work on Monday, I tried to breathe out of the left side of my mouth to divert air from the sensitive right side.

I think that at least once, someone in a passing car must have said, "Oh, honey. Look at that poor man on the bike. I think he's recovering from a stroke."

Yeah. I ride with style.


Anonymous said...

Cyclists are made ​​of sterner stuff! ;)
Hope you feel better!

Phil B said...

I once broke a molar when I bashed my face against an iron bridge railing during a spectacularly banal crash in which I also busted three ribs. It was not until riding during the winter some 6 months later that I finally deemed it worthy of my time and money to fix. Let's just say, I've never felt something as painful as winter air against tooth nerves. Good times.

Debbie said...

Huh. I'm in good enough shape that I just casually breathe through my nose even when I'm hammering.