More Dentistry! (Blog 333)

Ah, triple three. Three threes. What a number. Has it been an equally special day? Well, you’ll find out soon enough. As I’ve recently been to the dentist, you probably wouldn’t THINK the start of the day has been fantastic, but at very least you do get dental appointments that don’t go as bad as you fear. Like all normal-minded people, I find the wait in the buildings to be very stressful, but there becomes a point you want everything to be over with, and for the dentists to hurry up and call you. Luckily, two people got really annoyed with waiting and asked for their appointments to be moved to tomorrow. Oh nooo. I guess I won’t have to wait as long. Very sad. Very sad. Well, that was the theory anyway, turns out I had a different dentist so them leaving didn’t affect me. Though obviously it is nice seeing other people waste their time.

As always, my hygiene appointment was painful, BUT not as much as last time. That could be because of my game changing interdental floss sticks clearing up some of the mank so the dentist didn’t have to. Even so, it did hurt a bit and I got no mercy. If anything the dentists seem to have found my pain funny. :S When the living nightmare was over and I left the operating room, I didn’t tell those waiting for their own appointments that my experiences were agony, but I tried to show it through facial expression and body language alone. I got my point across, without getting any awkward follow up comments that could make me look like an asshole. Oh you’re nervous now? Well, I didn’t say a word, so.

I then did a bit more waiting around for my next dentist appointment - a more general checkup. Soon enough, it was pointed out that one of my front teeth had a bit missing. I assumed that was noted just to annoy me, but turns out the health care professional could do something about it. I previously thought fillings only worked with the back teeth. After the dentist did his work, he didn’t show me what he’d done with a mirror, and it felt like he had given me an extra large tooth, presumably as a kind of sick joke. Needless to say, I wasn’t feeling particularly optimistic as to how the procedure went. Especially as a bit of my tooth broke off after a few seconds. The dentist SAID that wasn’t actually part of my tooth, but could I trust him?

After that stuff, I walked to two local charity shops to browse their CDs. I wrote a while ago how I read online that Monster by R.E.M. often ends up in charity shops. Well, there it was. I keep seeing it over and over and over again, which is funny. Unimpressed with the pop music on display, I walked back to my car empty handed, to look at my teeth in the mirror. Holy moly. Did I look like a freak? Nope, it looked like I had a perfectly normal brand new tooth! I don’t think I’d ever reach the point where I’d consider getting plastic surgery, but that’s kind of like how it felt, just on a small scale. I don’t have 100% natural teeth now, but I’m loving it. That’s it, that’s all that happened! Therefore… bye!