I used to like the dentist
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Thu Oct 24 02 / 11:32 PM

I went to the dentist on Tuesday for a semi-annual checkup that had turned into an annual one. The hygenist stuck a little camera in my mouth and showed me how gross it would be to live in there. Lots of buildup, apparently. She told me I needed to floss more, and I replied with a sullen "Okay", like a defensive teenager.

The problem was, I had to come back today for followup work. What the dentist didn't tell me until he'd stuck a needle in my mouth was that I had a cavity and he'd have to stick a needle in my mouth. I almost cried, not because it really really hurt, but because it was my very first cavity and I was PMSing and I felt like a scared little kid.

I feel different now; definitely less pure. I've lost my perfect teeth, no matter how inane that sounds, that I'd carried for my entire life. My parents both have bad teeth, but it always seemed like something that happened to older people. But now I have it too, only a few days after my birthday, and suddenly I'm in the land of older people's problems.



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Lisa Higgs
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