my molars into my hand. both rear molars broken off just about the gum line, it was well before my wisdom teeth would come in. my friend freaked out and was running to get my dad. i told him to stop, and not worry about it, that i’d handle it in a bit. in my mind, those broken teeth were nothing compared to what that dentist was going to do to me. it was probably 12-18 months before my brother, hearing a deep cough coming from me as i was getting sick, caught me, forced my mouth open, and looked down my throat. he saw those teeth and immediately informed 