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"Come fairies take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame." W.B. Yeats.

Wednesday, June 9

Off Damn Plaque, Off!

I had my first dental checkup/cleaning in two years yesterday. The hygenist read me the riot act about the consequences of not flossing and how my gums are inflamed and I am not reaching my back teeth when I brush and that she's going to note it in my record that she warned me about the dangers of tooth decay so that I can't later claim no one told me and sue them. All this while scraping away at my teeth and getting huffy that my gums were bleeding. Hey lady, so sorry for making your job harder.

And can I once again ask that age-old question: Why do dental professionals insist on asking you inane questions when your mouth is full of utensils?

I have to go back there later this month for 2 fillings. Blech. I remember those few golden moments as a child when my picture was posted on the "Perfect Checkup" bulletin board. Ah, to be young and a perfect brusher.

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