I MEAN. GAH. Like, fifteen years ago when I was in grad school and monumentally broke, a different molar (not the current disintegrating one) rejected its big amalgam filling and cracked and needed a root canal and a crown, the cost of which basically took ALL the money I'd inherited from my mother, but it was OK if it meant I could actually chew on both sides of my mouth for the first time in YEARS, and so I had it done. Except. Ten years later, the crown totally CRAPPED OUT ON ME AND THE TOOTH STARTED UP AGAIN WITH THE PAIN AND THE MISERY AND seriously, Shay, why the hell do we have these lousy crappy dysfunctional arrays of inadequate dentition ANYWAY??

In other words -- gahhhhhhhhh.