I lost my crown

While eating Halloween candy, Sunday, I lost a crown from one of my molars. This caused me to feel sad as the memories of trips to the dentist were few as a child. My parents did not have the luxury of dental insurance or extra money for preventive care, thus dental visits were limited to toothaches, trauma or injury. As a result of this, my children have been going to the dentist since they were one year old. Silly? My parents weren't bad, I wasn't abused, neglected, abandoned, I simply did not have my teeth taken care of. Once I did sit in the dentist chair, I felt embarrassed that my cavity had become such a problem. As a result I have several crowns to cover teeth that lost their protection from decay eroding the enamel until the integrity was compromised. You think I am shallow? I realize there are children who go to bed every night with hungry stomachs and no idea where the food will come from. A cavity doesn't sound like a big deal does it? It isn't, until the damage is done, and a simple filling will not suffice, thus a crown. I wonder what else is causing me to lose my crown? A negative word, hurtful remarks, loss of trust, anger, causing decay to form, secretly eating away at the protection, causing pain, sometimes changing someone for life. I lost my crown on a piece of taffy. I saw the dentist yesterday and it will be replaced with a gold porcelain crown. One that will last forever.