3 Crowns and a Bridge

In full acquisition as of yesterday with sweat, blood and toil. Impressive as it may be if it were a monarchic success, it is but a dental affair that lasted an arduous two months. Complete with 3 root canals on my belt! So now I have a "beautiful smile line-up", as the slogan in my dentist's office says (I live in South Korea, where "morning view give me wide mind").


2 sons later, I finally adhere to the Yiddish proverb, "when a thief kisses you, count your teeth". I should have known these little angels have robbed me blind of my calcium reserve. From the womb to the years I breastfed them. I was a good pregnant lady, I flossed and brushed my teeth with the piety of a monk -mostly because I feared the lash of periodontal disease- but I was not as vigilant to the call of guarding my teeth from damnation at postpartum. So here I am now, gnashing my teeth (pun intended), paying the price of not loading up on my calcium intake while breastfeeding, at 1,000 mg RDA. To this day I do not drink milk (no, I don't walk the talk) instead I count on Häagen-Dazs as substitute, which I equally regret! Heed that, "we are not born to have cavities", it is not my priest who said that, but the National Institutes of Health (though I'd believe my priest anyway!). If you are a Thomas requiring proof, click http://www.nih.gov/about/researchresultsforthepublic/ToothDecay.pdf. You'll find a Fact Sheet (from the NIH) that will tell you what you need to know about teeth- Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow. 

Because saving our teeth is a battle worth fighting for.