Confession

Jul 17, 2008 18:25

I love LOVE going to the dentist.  I know, It's very strange that a person like myself loves going to the dentist.   I always have so much fun with the dental staff.  I think it's that feeling of being at their mercy, and that heightened awareness of sharp pokey objects in my mouth that brings out the comedian in me.  I get good laughs.  My wit seems to sharpen.  It's great fun.  It is because I am so meticulous and fastidious about the quality of my teeth that I always, with rare exceptions, get excellent reports.

My dental hygienist loves to see me.  She told me this today.  She's also good friends with my parents, but that is beside the point.  She loves to see me because my teeth present no complications for her.  No bleeding gums or deep pockets.  I am the dream patient  for the entire dental office.  Yes, this is the one place in my life where I will absolutely brag about how good I am.  I don't normally brag about myself, as many of you know, but when it comes to healthy, good-looking teeth - I've got them.

When I mentioned that I was switching careers into the healthcare field she enthusiastically encouraged me to think about dental hygiene.  She says I have the personality for this line of work.
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