So about 10 years ago I was playing basketball in the MTC and nicked my tooth. It was on the backside of my front big tooth - I could feel it but nobody could see it. Well, with time it apparently weakened the tooth, because on Thursday it chipped off. After some frantic phone calls, a very generous dentist offered to fix my tooth Friday morning at 9:30. Turns out my great-grandfather was his stake president at BYU eons ago. Anyway, my tooth is more or less better. Not perfect, and I can still tell a difference because its my tooth, but its not noticeable unless you're really checking out my teeth. Here's a pic of the chip before and after the 'reconstruction.'
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