Well I think heavy medication, early bedtime, and constant wearing of dorky mouthguard might've saved me. That and copious amounts of gin and relaxing hot baths. And not chewing anything all day. The Jaw is tired, yes, but not screaming in hideous agony as expected
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Fortunately I am the oldest sibling so I have no older sisters to torment me.
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But I think you lucked out on the no older sisters. Granted, my brother tormented me too, in his little brother way... which might be something you're more familiar with. He deserved it, anyhow.
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As for the dental shit, man I feel you there. I'm gearing up to just bite the bullet and go in for my own dental makeover in a couple months.....after not having been to the dentist (and having atrocious dental care habits) since high school. It's one of those things where I just kept putting it off and it got so bad I was terrified of how much work needed to be done and how much it would cost and so I put it off some more, and now.....*sigh* just needs to be done.
So yes. I feel your pain.
And big sisters ARE The Devil. As I make sure to inform my own on a semi-weekly basis.
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I had years like that too-- just didn't see a dentist at all between the ages of 17 and 25 :/ And god, I hate flossing. HATE.
That's all right though, you're in good company with the constant reminding of how evil sisters are. Nick reminds me regularly as well :D
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But as a fellow eldest sibling, CONGRATS on the lifetime of traumatizing! LOL!
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I don't know about the bellybutton thing either-- I'm starting to wonder if I made it up. And if I did, does that mean I was always this morbid?
Hmmm. Not sure I want to know though!
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And I already told you congrats on the writing.
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Then again, what doesn't... oh dear.
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