In the beginning I was with all my family members who went on the Thailand trip and we were on vacation again, only this time it was a shopping vacation. A firm would take us from place to place in a big shuttle bus to find deals, but the stores we went to were extremely shady and everything in there was junk, anyways.
Later, Callum and I were visiting a Japanese museum because we had locked ourselves out of the apartment. It was a museum that included a replica of the entire house and grounds of a Japanese noblewoman from the edo period. It was fun, but it was such a hot day and we both lef after a couple of hours with cold sake drinks in souvenir cups. Walking home we met up with the apartment manager who had also just come from the museum. He had a souvenir cup, too. We went with him to the mailboxes, which is apparently where he kept spare keys. A bunch of his friends walked up and they were kind of obnoxious.
A couple minutes after getting into the house we were talking and joking around about the annoying friends and then we started kissing. All of a sudden I felt something small and jagged in my mouth. Did your tooth fall out? I exclaimed. No, said, Callum. I started running my tongue over my teeth and felt a jagged space in the center of my upper front teeth. Then I went to look in the mirror and saw that a couple of my other teeth were chipped and that most of my teeth were discolored and on the verge of breakage. I freaked out. How could this have happened to my teeth so quickly? I cried. My teeth looked great yesterday! Callum tried to calm me down my saying that for now I could drink some serum (I think my brain meant cough syrup) and some alcohol and just wait til tomorrow to deal with it. I didn't say anything out loud but I thought it might be a bad idea to get crunked when my teeth were so fragile. I was desperate to go see my dentist, who was Roger Ebert, but it was a Sunday. I was on the verge of hysterics when I woke up.
Scary! Fortunately it was just a dream! I also hate it when my teeth fall off in my dreams because it just feels so real! Maybe it's my subconscious telling me "Go see your dentist!"
Posted by: Carla Erhardt | 05/04/2011 at 08:48 PM
Geez...
Posted by: Asyong | 12/22/2011 at 07:25 AM
Wake up! It was only just a dream! LOL. That must have been so hard for you. That's the problem when you're having teeth problems on a Sunday - all the dentists are out! So how are your teeth now? What did the doctor tell you? Good thing you were still able to write this blog, LOL.
Posted by: Vernell Leider | 12/22/2011 at 10:49 AM