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Just got back from the dentist.
It seems that I am definetely my mother's child. She gave me my complexion, my eyes, my hair, and also, gum disease.
*glares*
At first, he asked me if I was a Crystal Meth user, to which I gawked and proclaimed my drug-freedom. Doc told me he's never seen it so advanced in someone my age. Luckily, we've caught it soon enough that I won't lose any teeth. He said if I'd waited another month or two, I could have lost all of them, along with the bones. Also, I don't have to have surgery. I have to go in for two deep-cleaning sessions next week. One on Monday (at 8:00 in the morning!) and one on Friday before I head out of town. And then I'll have to go in a month later and get some cavaties taken care of. The funniest thing? I'm a freak about my teeth - I brush, floss, and gargle three times a day. My smile's about the only thing I *like* about my body. But, he said that just doing that won't help - I'll have to go in every three or four months to get them cleaned. Which means I need much better insurance, or to make much more money.
More bad (although it's techinically good) news: I have to quit smoking. That accelerates the rate of build-up under the teeth. Funny - when I last saw a physician, he told me I had to quit smoking too, but I waved it off. Now that we're talking about my *teeth*, I'm like "I'll get right on that". So now I'm on a concious effort to quit. *eep* Tonight when I get off work, I'm going through my cabinets and getting rid of any junk food/fatty food/soda/high-carb crap that will make me gain weight. So, I'm starting a diet, and quitting smoking. May god help all the innocent people I'll wind up killing because of this.
The good good news, though. I found an incredibly good dentist who is nice. My old dentist, though she's a nice woman and good at her job, I gave her the nickname of Nazi Laub. AND the dentist (and the technician!) is...shall we say...I'll be in my bunk? And of course, gay, the both of them. *sweet*. Not that I would make a move on my dentist, because, wierd. But, I think it's kinda neat.
Okay, enough health drama. I need to get ready for work. And then I'll come home and write, because I (stupidly!) volunteered to write for the Excessant Yule Project. *hangs head in shame*
It seems that I am definetely my mother's child. She gave me my complexion, my eyes, my hair, and also, gum disease.
*glares*
At first, he asked me if I was a Crystal Meth user, to which I gawked and proclaimed my drug-freedom. Doc told me he's never seen it so advanced in someone my age. Luckily, we've caught it soon enough that I won't lose any teeth. He said if I'd waited another month or two, I could have lost all of them, along with the bones. Also, I don't have to have surgery. I have to go in for two deep-cleaning sessions next week. One on Monday (at 8:00 in the morning!) and one on Friday before I head out of town. And then I'll have to go in a month later and get some cavaties taken care of. The funniest thing? I'm a freak about my teeth - I brush, floss, and gargle three times a day. My smile's about the only thing I *like* about my body. But, he said that just doing that won't help - I'll have to go in every three or four months to get them cleaned. Which means I need much better insurance, or to make much more money.
More bad (although it's techinically good) news: I have to quit smoking. That accelerates the rate of build-up under the teeth. Funny - when I last saw a physician, he told me I had to quit smoking too, but I waved it off. Now that we're talking about my *teeth*, I'm like "I'll get right on that". So now I'm on a concious effort to quit. *eep* Tonight when I get off work, I'm going through my cabinets and getting rid of any junk food/fatty food/soda/high-carb crap that will make me gain weight. So, I'm starting a diet, and quitting smoking. May god help all the innocent people I'll wind up killing because of this.
The good good news, though. I found an incredibly good dentist who is nice. My old dentist, though she's a nice woman and good at her job, I gave her the nickname of Nazi Laub. AND the dentist (and the technician!) is...shall we say...I'll be in my bunk? And of course, gay, the both of them. *sweet*. Not that I would make a move on my dentist, because, wierd. But, I think it's kinda neat.
Okay, enough health drama. I need to get ready for work. And then I'll come home and write, because I (stupidly!) volunteered to write for the Excessant Yule Project. *hangs head in shame*
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Congrats on the smoking and diet, I look forward to many, many angry posts!
My quit date is January 31.
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I too have to use the dreaded mouthwash from acid hell. Bleck.
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And I am very happy that you volunteered.
How do you know the dentist is gay? Somehow that kind of thing never comes up in my conversations with my dentist. And even my chiropractor, who is a dyke, I beleive, is very carful to refer to her partner in such a way as to not identify gender.
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Oh, and on teeth, I've got my dad's weak enamal, sensitive gums, probably the only reason I haven't had bad gum diseases is the twice a year cleanings keeping watch over me. I end up with yet another filling every six months, except last time -- evidently getting a crown earlier in the year used up the bad tooth karma all at once.
Goodest of luck with the cleanings, the dental regime, the stopping smoking, and all that!
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Sorry! And here I am complaining cause my wisdom tooth is coming in and it hurts like a bitch. Hope it all turns out ok.
I quit smoking in April. Best thing ever.
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*hugs and fluoride*
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good luck on the quitting smoking.
And i was in love with my childhood dentist. He looked just like an older Joe from New Kids on the Block. *dreamy sigh*
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Thanks, hun.