Last Monday I had the unpleasant sensation of breaking a tooth. I certainly wasn’t expecting to spit out a quarter of a molar when biting into a rice krispie square, but there was nothing for it. I had to see a dentist.
By good fortune I was able to get the problem resolved quickly. Dr. Patel at the Fredericton Dental Clinic was able to see me the next day, and a slot for the extraction surgery opened up the day after that. By Wednesday afternoon, I was minus a shattered molar, and today I’m well on the way to recovery.
By greater fortune — or more precisely, through the grace of our society — I wasn’t bankrupted by the process. In fact, this emergency wasn’t a financial emergency at all; merely an inconvenience.
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