Don't tell me where your priorities are. Show me where you spend your money, and I'll tell you what they are.
James W. Frick
I decided to go to the dentist, because the repair didn't last.
The news was bad.
Losing the crown has brought most of the remaining tooth out with it.
It cannot be re-crowned.
It will have to be removed, probably by drilling it out as there's nothing for pliers to grab onto.
I now have a gap at the top on each side of my mouth, which is making it very hard to eat.
My diet has become limited ( soup, weetabix, porridge, eggs, squares of dark chocolate melted on my tongue) which isn't good as far as the ED is concerned.
I've been referred for a consultation about having an implant which will cost thousands of pounds, and which I'd avoid if I could, after the trauma of December's extraction.
I've got the money, but I'm struggling with the concept of spending so much on myself, and it's money that will take ages to replace.
I've never seen myself as a priority, and the guilt at potentially using our money on myself is huge.
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