Say Cheese!
I'm all for brushing teeth, keeping them clean, swishing with a bit of mouth wash too. But flossing? I hate flossing. It seems like such a waste of my time. "Seems" being the key word here.
It seems like a waste of time until I have a dentist appointment. Tomorrow I will enter into the hell hole that is my dentist's office.
I've always had good teeth. It runs in the family. I never had a cavity until after I had Dylan. I never had braces, retainers, or any other metal jumble to correct any kind of dental imperfections. I was spoiled with good dental genes.
I was never afraid to go to the dentist for that very reason. I was in the "no cavity" club at the dentist's. They took my picture with my new complementary toothbrush every six months, and I was damn proud of it.
Until I turned 19... The dentist suggested that I have my four wisdom teeth pulled. No problem, right? It's a very routine surgery. No problem.
However, due to my kidney failure the prior year, I was unable to take any kind of pain reliever or anti-inflammatories following the surgery. Not so good.
I have been to the dentist once since the surgery, and I am scared to DEATH of going through any kind of tooth cleansing. So, when the doctor tears me a new one for not flossing, I am going to show him this picture.
Mark took this picture the day after my surgery. I think I remember him telling me to smile. I may have killed him if I could move. I had no gauze, or any other foreign object in my mouth. That's pure swelling. I think I lost ten or so pounds that week.
So, yeah. Floss- bite me.
It seems like a waste of time until I have a dentist appointment. Tomorrow I will enter into the hell hole that is my dentist's office.
I've always had good teeth. It runs in the family. I never had a cavity until after I had Dylan. I never had braces, retainers, or any other metal jumble to correct any kind of dental imperfections. I was spoiled with good dental genes.
I was never afraid to go to the dentist for that very reason. I was in the "no cavity" club at the dentist's. They took my picture with my new complementary toothbrush every six months, and I was damn proud of it.
Until I turned 19... The dentist suggested that I have my four wisdom teeth pulled. No problem, right? It's a very routine surgery. No problem.
However, due to my kidney failure the prior year, I was unable to take any kind of pain reliever or anti-inflammatories following the surgery. Not so good.
I have been to the dentist once since the surgery, and I am scared to DEATH of going through any kind of tooth cleansing. So, when the doctor tears me a new one for not flossing, I am going to show him this picture.
Mark took this picture the day after my surgery. I think I remember him telling me to smile. I may have killed him if I could move. I had no gauze, or any other foreign object in my mouth. That's pure swelling. I think I lost ten or so pounds that week.
So, yeah. Floss- bite me.
posted by Sarah at
Monday, January 29, 2007
5 Comments:
Nope, sorry, that's not you.
I floss once in a while, but I use a brush with hard bristles that I can force between my teeth every time I brush. There are few things more excruciating than having one's teeth cleaned. That scraping sound alone... shudder. Can we change the subject?
Okay, I know that is you, because I have a similar photo of myself. I don't like talking about it. I had 4 impacted wisdom teeth removed when I was 19 as well. Ahh! Glad that's over.
As for flossing. I totally disagree with you.
I am ADDICTED to it, if we are out of floss I go MENTAL until some can be purloined from somewhere.
I realized one day, after years of thinking my electric toothbrush was sufficient, that even after you brush, crap still comes out when you floss.
So, I was sold. Flossing is for me, and so is that lovely whitening mouthwash. Call me crazy but I love going for a dental cleaning.
Maybe Freud would have something to say about this?
Cheers!
aaaaaagggggghhhhhh!
warn me next time, ffs.
you look sad? resgined? stoned?
I don't envy you. On one of my dental visits, I was told I had lupus, because of the pink butterfuly pattern on my face...and I should get it checked out. Which I did.
It turns out I did NOT have it, but had made my face red and raw using a loofa to scrub before the visit.
On the next visit, when the doc asked me if I been tested, I related to him what my doctor told me: tell your dentist to go fuck himself...which I gleefully did.
Joe- consider it changed.
Blue- my dentist would LOVE you. He's the floss king. Although I'm sure every dentist feels that way.
Monty- HA!Great reaction.
Jock- I believe it was a pissed off, and still rocked off my ass from the anesthesia look I was going for.
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