I remember sitting on my back porch last summer, finally feeling relief that my cracked molar was covered by a shiny new restoration. I took a deep, satisfied gulp of my favorite iced tea, expecting nothing but refreshment. Instead, a bolt of white-hot lightning shot through my jaw. I nearly dropped the glass. It felt…
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I was sitting on my sofa, halfway through a Netflix documentary, when it happened. I slid the floss between my molar and my expensive new porcelain crown, and suddenly, my jaw felt like it was being gripped by a tiny, invisible C-clamp. It wasn’t exactly pain, but it was a localized, suffocating pressure that made…
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I was sitting in a silent living room, sipping on a cup of tea, when I felt it. A tiny, rhythmic buzzing coming from the back of my mouth. I actually checked my pocket for my phone before I realized the vibration was coming from my molar. It is a bizarre, almost electric sensation that…
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I sat down for my favorite Friday night steak, expecting that first savory bite to be the highlight of my week. Instead, it felt like I was chewing on a 9-volt battery. That sharp, copper-like zing hit the back of my throat, and suddenly, my appetite was gone. If you’ve just invested in a crown…
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I was halfway through a bowl of extra-crunchy granola when I heard it—a tiny, metallic-sounding click. At first, I thought I’d just hit a particularly stubborn oat, but then my tongue found it. A sharp, jagged little ledge right on the side of my molar. My heart sank. I’d spent good money and several appointments…
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I was sitting on my porch, enjoying a cold glass of iced tea, when it happened. A sharp, electric zing shot through my back molar. It wasn’t a cavity—at least, I didn’t think it was. I’ve had that silver filling since I was twelve, and it felt like a permanent part of my anatomy. But…
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I remember sitting down to a bowl of tomato soup about three hours after my first silver filling. I took one spoonful and—BAM. It felt like I’d just licked a 9-volt battery. That sharp, metallic zing shot through my jaw, leaving a lingering taste of copper pennies that wouldn’t quit. I panicked, thinking my dentist…
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I was at a neighborhood barbecue last summer when it happened. I was mid-laugh at a neighbor’s story when my top plate decided to do a little dance against my lower gums. *Click.* It was loud enough that I actually saw the person I was talking to blink in confusion. I felt my face get…
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I sat in my car, staring at the clinic’s brick wall while the numbness slowly drained from my jaw, expecting a sense of victory. I’d finally fixed that nagging tooth, but as my saliva returned, I was hit by something totally unexpected. It was a thick, cloying flavor, like a batch of caramel that had…
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I was halfway through a slice of thin-crust pizza when I felt it. A tiny, sickening ‘thud’ inside my gum. My crown moved. It wasn’t a lot, but it was enough to make my stomach drop instantly. I spent the rest of the evening poking at it with my tongue, convinced it would fall out…
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