Quote Originally Posted by Spc. Scott View Post
It's likely the military dentistry thing.
Nope, it was my grandmother's family dentist and I was 16 at the time: TMI is a private JROTC military academy my parents sent me to to keep me from flunking out of high school because I was bored. I hated it so much that I buckled down and graduated a year ahead of my peers just to get out of there.

I got all four of mine out at Ft. Bragg and what I got was enough Novocaine, or some caine derivative, to bring a rhino to it's knees. One of them was really badly impacted and the doc said "you'll feel some pressure here". What he did was drill a hole in the side of the tooth and then take an "L" shaped tool and used it to break the tooth. Then pulled out the pieces.
Sounds about like what I got; I'm just glad I wasn't awake for it! Out of all my time in both the Marines and Army, my worst memory of military medical treatment was as a young Marine getting both of my nether cheeks pumped so full of massive amounts of penicillin that I couldn't sit normally for a week or more. Trust me when I say that acquiring the condition which made the treatment necessary was not enough fun to justify it in the end.

Quote Originally Posted by Father Bill View Post
I just figured Dale would get his teeth out while practising his martial arts.
Well, perhaps miracles do still happen. I've been training some 44 years now, the past 28 of which has been in the Bujinkan. Both deliberately and by accident over that time I've been punched in the face, kicked in the face, smashed in the face with a wide variety of weapons so many times I finally figured out I needed to start getting out of the way. It's a wonder I haven't gotten anything broken (a couple of chipped teeth don't count, surely) or lost an eye.

Meghan, bless your heart -- and I mean that in the best way! Do please be careful the next few days, and you should end up just fine.