Or rather, a chunk of one of my teeth fell off today.

It's not painful, but it's uncomfortable. And it's a back molar, but it's gross.

I've managed to get in to see a dentist at 9am tomorrow, praise the Lord, because I'm terrified of getting food in it, having it crack further, cutting my tongue on it, cutting the inside of my mouth on it, or anything else, really.

Not. Happy. Jan.

I know that it's something that can happen to people as they age - and particularly people with lactose intolerance (and therefore a reduced calcium intake) and especially ESPECIALLY people who have had babies and breastfed ...

But dude, seriously! Not cool.