Christmas Flashback

It was Christmas Eve 1987. I was 10 years old. We had gotten a fresh coat of snow, so my Dad and I decided to take advantage of it. We had a sled like the one below with the metal runners. My Dad was pulling me around on it in the driveway and all of a sudden,  we hit a dry patch and I was tossed from the sled and right onto my face. Can you say ouch? Later that day I noticed my front tooth was loose. That day began many years of painful dental work. The dentist had to pull the tooth and replace it. I had to have that done a few times. The tooth actually broke up above the gum line so they eventually needed to put a metal post up in my gums along with braces to pull the remainder of the tooth down so there was something to attach the crown to. My gums were permanently bruised and so in high School I ended up needing surgery on my gums to try to get rid the purple color in my gums. To this day, as you can imagine, I hate going to the dentist.