The Dentist

So- I worked at a dentist office for a couple of months my senior year of high school. I also taught a unit on taking care of our teeth when I taught kindergarten and also preschool. But we also have no insurance. So five and a half years ago I was engaged and on my parents insurance. I went to the dentist. So did Adam. Five and a half years later... I eat popcorn and get a kernel stuck- really stuck clear up in my gums. I floss the heck out of it. It kills. I decide this cannot just be a stupid kernel. I moan for several days about a sore tooth. Adam says MAKE AN APPOINTMENT so I do. I go and lo and behold there is no cavity in that sore tooth- just sore from too much flossing. But I do have one cavity on the other side of the mouth. Sigh. First one on permanent teeth. I had two on baby teeth. So today I went to the dentist and got it filled. Luckily it is white so you can't tell. I confided to Adam last night that I was scared. He laughed- "you are afraid of the dentist???" Well- I hadn't had a cavity filled for twenty two years or something. When I went I realized that I was a woose- how do you spell that? Anyway- I am starting to get feeling back in my gums again :) The receptionist said on my way out... you're good for another six months. I laughed inside. We'll see.