Shouting Out To All Experiencing Middle-Aged Puberty and All the Ruckus that Comes Way Past the Teens into Your 50s

So, this is what it looks like when you are eating lunch, listen to a message from your dentist, and realize the painful tooth decided to break itself down and, well, I guess I swallowed most of it. I don't know what happened, except my tongue found that it was missing and became fixated on the sharp spike that was left. I'm guessing I ate a large chunk of tooth and filling that broke away mid-day Tuesday afternoon.

I've joked about balance, failing eyes, random nose-hairs, and swamp ass, but I can now add disappearing teeth to the mix of items not taught in adolescent body books. It never ends. The changes are real. Without another wisdom tooth, I guess I'm getting dumber.

The article we read in the NYTimes about the importance of Are You There God? It's Me, Margaret teased that Blume should also write menopause books and others on insomnia, other traits of middle-age. She needs to help generations to contend with the other transformations that occur over a life time. We trust her, but those books are not available. Here I am with another day of X-rays to find out the tooth is, indeed, dead. Joy. Happiness. Remorse about eating hard candies as a youngster.

Dr. Kudish did shave down the spike so I could return to campus to teach Judy Blume's book, but I was ill-prepared with intentions (the copier was also down and I simply gave up...I went ol' school, led discussion, and promised resurrection next week). 

My brain (and wallet) want a break. It's all maddening and I'm trying to keep my sanity. Now...to have an oral surgeon who will remove what's left of the ol' guy. Alas, this is what we work hard for...to pay for our teeth. I somehow missed that in my economics classes (Crandall, don't be an idiot. You haven't taken economics since high school). 

I just hope I'll still be able to grind food in the future so it is digestible. My inner cud-chewing hopes he'll still be able to eat good food from time to time and not have to everything grounded down in a blender. I love milkshakes, but don't want my salads and steak served that way.