As you can probably tell from the title of this post, I am not in the best mood. I was flossing my teeth last night and all of the sudden this HUGE chunk of a filling flew out of my mouth and into the sink, where I watched it go down the drain.

Instantly my brain went on loop saying "shitshitshitshitshitshit"

I thought about trying to find some temp-filler, thought about maybe finding a dentist, thought about just ignoring it, and eventually went to bed, hoping it would be ok in the morning.

I woke up this morning and there is still a huge hole in my mouth that is like electric chills when I drink water or breathe in too fast. So I have to take care of it. The front desk at the hostel was very very helpful and managed to make me an appointment at a dentist's office, so I am going to go there, and hopefully they will be able to fix this for me today, since I am scheduled to go to Vienna tomorrow.

I absolutely HATE going to the dentist at home. I hate it. I hate how many nerve endings there are in your mouth, I hate having someone talk to you while you're lying down with your mouth wide open, I hate pointing silver instruments, I hate drills, I hate getting shots in your gums. There is nothing I like about going to the dentist. So, I am pretty unhappy at the moment that I am now going to a Czech dentist, with no idea what to expect.

I thought I was so prepared for this trip, that I had done everything possible to make sure nothing went wrong. In my mind, as long as I have my valuables on me, as long as I have no health problems, as long as I know where I am sleeping at night, everything else could suck and I'm ok with it. So, of course life decides to throw me a curve ball, because I guess traveling alone isn't hard enough.