WHEN THINGS GOING WRONG IS THE BEST THING. 

Two months ago I started feeling…weird.

I woke up a bit more tired than usual. My mind wandered more often during the day. I had several headaches week and even though a didn’t make any major change to my exercise routine, my muscles were sore beyond normal.

Of course I noticed. So the first thing I thought was to check my diet, my sleep hygiene and if there had been any significant change I did not pay any attention to. Nothing.

I just decided it must be a phase and went on with life.

And then, it happened. You know the phrase when things happen, they happen in threes? Well, all of them came.

I was eating a piece of strawberry when I felt a small pebble. It wasn’t from the fruit, obviously, so I ran my tongue along the edges of my teeth. Yes, that pebble was the tiniest chip on my back tooth.

“Oh, well”, I thought, “on Monday I will have it fixed” It had been repaired four years ago from a very old one and it would be an in-and-out thing. 

Boy, was I wrong!

As the dentist was taking his old work out he noticed the tooth was NOT chipped but CRACKED through and through. No in-and-out for me, this was beyond repairing so I had to go to a surgeon. To say I was annoyed would be an understatement.

The next day I had and appointment for the tooth to be taken out and an implant in.

Not how I though the already busy week would go.

My son refused to let me drive alone as I would normally have done, and was that a blessing!

As the doctor was about to take the tooth out he noticed a small pimple on my gum.
Yes, I said, I’ve had it since the day they repaired the tooth. Four years ago.

And once the tooth came out the third thing appeared: I had an abscess under the filling. And the filling had half of the original silver amalgam directly on it.

Basically: for years my body had been fighting heavy metals quietly under the gum!

If I had not chipped the tooth which took me to the dentist, who, trying to fix it saw it was cracked and had I not gone to the surgeon to have an implant put I would have never known that my body was reacting under all of this to a filling I did not know was there.

Was I happy? No!

Was I grateful? Oh, yes!

You see, it suddenly all started to make sense.

The muscle weakness, the headaches, the foggy wandering mind. Those were just the last signs of help that my body was sending.

Now the road is long. Both for my tooth and my body. 

I spent a week healing and cleansing, though the later will take more time.

Green smoothies, some supplements and careful support is doing it.

Meanwhile, I go back to the phrase I have said so often: Everything happens for a reason.

And in this case, I am glad things went “wrong”

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