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Clink, clink is not a sound I want to hear
I had a dentist appointment yesterday to begin some treatment on my gums. I won’t go into detail because y’all just don’t need to care but I’m only about halfway through the process. It’s nothing serious, just some very deep cleaning. Hopefully I won’t have to sit through it again.
And hopefully this time I mean it.
I harbor a fear of losing my teeth. It’s never the front teeth, always the molars in the back. In fact, it’s a common thread in some of my dreams; some of which are so vivid that the first thing I do when I wake up is to check that my teeth are still in my mouth!
But I haven’t been the best at keeping my end of the bargain up. And I can pin that squarely on laziness. And another irrational sense trepidation when it comes to flossing my teeth.
Yeah, once, when I was much younger, my mom had been on me to pull out a tooth. I hesitated, as most kids do because it kinda hurt but also because I liked playing with it. Well she was determined to get that tooth out since I was dawdling with pulling it out. Sigh. So she offers to floss my teeth, gets the floss “stuck” around the offending tooth and apparently the only recourse to get it unstuck was to pull it out, thus cementing a fear of getting floss stuck in my teeth and having to lose it. Yup. To this day I need to remind myself that the floss is NOT stuck.
But I am turning around and trying to make a much better effort at keeping my teeth in my mouth. At least I’m doing much better this time around than all the other attempts. Because worse than losing teeth, I really don’t want to have to keep them in a glass by the bed.
Seriously. THE HORROR.
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