At this stage, the roots of my front tooth had slowly rotted to a mushy pulp and the tooth turned 180 degrees sideways. After a series of excruciatingly painful operations (one which included a bone saw), I now have no front tooth. You would be amazed to find how a toothless woman brings a table of strangers together. In the words of my own partner, I am “girl-next-door” pretty, the kind of woman men don’t usually remember to flirt with. And I’m already wondering, even though it’s nine months away, whether I’ll smile easier with a perfect tooth or no tooth at all.

Source: Irish Examiner February 08, 2020 15:00 UTC