I've had terrible teeth all my life due to poor mental health. My front tooth recently got a root canal and thus required a crown. I got a temporary one in after they did the root canal and scan. They told me to come back in two weeks for the permanent one, so I did.
The first crown they got was the wrong color and hardly fit, so they sent for another in the same color the perfectly blended temporary crown was. Temporary crowns aren't color matched, just come in the average tooth color, which happened to match the other front tooth.
They called me a few days ago to let me know my new one was in, so I let my employer know and took today off. I went in today expecting the new crown to fit just right. To the dentist and It's surprise, it was a perfect fit. After trimming the back to the right thickness to work with my super deep bite, we cemented it. They handed me a mirror several times to make absolutely sure it was fine, and I agreed. I really just wanted to get out of there because this dentist has fucked other shit up to get me to come back. I didn't want him to keep drilling elsewhere, which he has already begun doing in order for the crown to fit better. Everything felt great until I got home.
this crown is FUCKING HUGE. I have a cartoonish fake tooth right beside my other naturally stained and weakened teeth. It's definitely not the same color as the temporary crown, either. I've been crying about it all afternoon. I already have low self-esteem and I feel I can never smile in front of anyone again.
TLDR; I thought the permanent crown on my front tooth was fine until I got home and it's too late to fix.