The dentist...
I have good teeth. They're pretty and straight and white and whatnot... however, I always get cavities. I used to get them so badly that when I was in like 5th grade, I had all of my flat teeth sealed. It was, coincidentally, the first time I ever had laughing gas, and I remember it being a completely hysterical experience. My dentist walked in talking to the assistants about how he'd fallen off his bicycle. I nearly pissed myself and fell out of the chair, I laughed so hard.
Anyway.. I had a dentist appointment this morning. I've actually been flossing and doing everything they told me to do last time I was there for a cleaning. (Otherwise they scrape the SHIT out of my bottom teeth, and that makes me really sick feeling.) So, Ashley, the dental assistant, is cleaning my teeth and complimenting me on my flossing and whatnot. She's still poking that little metal thing in my teeth though... in a few places. *not happiness* She said there were a few places that she wanted Dr. Fisher to take a look at but that she didn't think they were anything bad... just something "to keep an eye on".
We've been "keeping an eye" on these three fucking places for months. I assumed they were on permanent pause, which was a great feeling. I was wrong. One of my old fillings has started to chip away from wear and everything, and a fucking little ass tiny piece of shit cavity has formed in a little place. Two on my right side and one of my left side... so what does this mean to me?? This means I get to go BACK and have these places filled. Yippidy-do-da
Also, this means I have to go back TWICE... since they're on both sides of my mouth. Why can't they just gas me up and knock it all out in one session?? That would be pleasant for everyone involved. Especially if Dr. Fisher falls off a bike before walking in to see me. But no, I get to go back on Tuesday... 3:30pm (so I don't have to go back to work looking like a drooling idiot who can't talk out of one side of her mouth.)
Who knows when we'll do the left side... stupid teeth.
It just makes me feel like I don't know how to use a toothbrush or something. Like I'm 6 years old eating candy and drinking sodas right before bedtime or something. I DON'T DO THAT. I am a grown up. I brush my teeth every morning and every night. AND I've really been flossing... almost twice every day. And I use mouthwash. But I still get the lucky cavity card. Oooooh goody!
Ashley made sure to tell me that it's not my fault, it's just my teeth... and she said "DON'T STOP FLOSSING THOUGH!!" Grrr....
So now I get to look forward to an aching pain on Tuesday afternoon. I'll have SEVERAL shots to look forward to. I am really not happy.
Stupid dentist. Stupid teeth. Stupid, healthy looking teeth. LIARS.
Anyway.. I had a dentist appointment this morning. I've actually been flossing and doing everything they told me to do last time I was there for a cleaning. (Otherwise they scrape the SHIT out of my bottom teeth, and that makes me really sick feeling.) So, Ashley, the dental assistant, is cleaning my teeth and complimenting me on my flossing and whatnot. She's still poking that little metal thing in my teeth though... in a few places. *not happiness* She said there were a few places that she wanted Dr. Fisher to take a look at but that she didn't think they were anything bad... just something "to keep an eye on".
We've been "keeping an eye" on these three fucking places for months. I assumed they were on permanent pause, which was a great feeling. I was wrong. One of my old fillings has started to chip away from wear and everything, and a fucking little ass tiny piece of shit cavity has formed in a little place. Two on my right side and one of my left side... so what does this mean to me?? This means I get to go BACK and have these places filled. Yippidy-do-da
Also, this means I have to go back TWICE... since they're on both sides of my mouth. Why can't they just gas me up and knock it all out in one session?? That would be pleasant for everyone involved. Especially if Dr. Fisher falls off a bike before walking in to see me. But no, I get to go back on Tuesday... 3:30pm (so I don't have to go back to work looking like a drooling idiot who can't talk out of one side of her mouth.)
Who knows when we'll do the left side... stupid teeth.
It just makes me feel like I don't know how to use a toothbrush or something. Like I'm 6 years old eating candy and drinking sodas right before bedtime or something. I DON'T DO THAT. I am a grown up. I brush my teeth every morning and every night. AND I've really been flossing... almost twice every day. And I use mouthwash. But I still get the lucky cavity card. Oooooh goody!
Ashley made sure to tell me that it's not my fault, it's just my teeth... and she said "DON'T STOP FLOSSING THOUGH!!" Grrr....
So now I get to look forward to an aching pain on Tuesday afternoon. I'll have SEVERAL shots to look forward to. I am really not happy.
Stupid dentist. Stupid teeth. Stupid, healthy looking teeth. LIARS.