He found a dental friend in Charleston who agreed to meet me at his office on his day off. My son said, "I'll drive you." I said, "That's good since I apparently can't even walk."
The dentist spent about an hour repairing my teeth and said they seem OK, but I could need a root canal down the road.
My car was damaged in the incident. There is a dent and the taillight is broken. The estimate for repairs is $724.
Did I mention that in my panic I also called a friend who is a nurse and whose husband is an oral surgeon? I sheepishly said I called out the troops and was reassured, "That's what the troops are for."
I am so grateful to everyone who helped me through this drama with expertise, encouragement and caring. Thank you, Dr. David Pearcy, Dr. Michael Richardson, and Julia and Dr. Byron Black!
As I left Dr. Richardson's office on Saturday afternoon, he said, "Happy Easter. Go to church tomorrow."
When I awoke early Sunday, I had a splitting headache, went back to sleep and missed sunrise service.
But I was there for the later Easter Sunday service when the message was about resurrection and the amazing love of Jesus Christ.
As I reflected upon my little trauma and those who helped me, I was reminded of the many ways we can all use our gifts to reach out in love.
Contact writer Charlotte Smith at charlo...@dailymail.com or 304-348-1246.