Another Dental Story

Non of my dental experiences are pleasant ones. I’ve been wanting to get my teeth cleaned since last week as I haven’t done it in like 2 yrs! So after bugging my mum about it, we tried out a dentist who’s in my area last evening. We had to wait for over an hour and then when I finally went in, I was pleased to see a rather nice lady dentist who was very pleasant but couldn’t speak English much.

So after telling her why I was there, she examined my teeth. I don’t know if dentists tell this to everyone, but they always tell me that I have good teeth (which I think is bullocks coz I’ve got 2 fillings and never ending wisdom problems) and then they say I’ve got nice teeth. I mean seriously, can’t they see that the teeth on my right side have come up in stubborn ways?

Anyhoo, the thing about this dentist is that she was extremely messy. The nurse was a total crackpot. She forgot half her duties and kept drifting off to her own version of wonderland. This is when I realized that the dentist wasn’t so sweet as she kept talking to the nurse very sternly where I kept feeling bad for the way she spoke.

The water and whatever kept spraying all over my face and I could feel drool and water flowing from either side towards my neck and as much as I wanted to scream and get off, I couldn’t. 

Reason - the nurse was busy daydreaming that she kept forgetting to hold in the suction tube thingy.

So, I closed my eyes and waited till she finished up what I came for.

What did my mind drift off to at that time?

I kept thinking of all the compliments I’ve got for my teeth and smile.

I remembered the first time a classmate looked at me when I was smiling about something and then suddenly said ‘You know LD, I always wanted to tell you that you’ve really nice teeth.’

I felt odd for some reason when I heard it.

Then I thought of all the times people told me I had a nice smile. Who knows, I’ll just take their word for it.

Then I once had a conversation some time back with D-girl where she wanted to go to a pub and try innovative pick-up lines with random good looking men. We were high laughing at the plan and contents of our conversation and she then went to the extent of naming us. She said we were going to be the ‘Dimple Duo’ of the night. We both have dimples when we smile, obviously. :)

Ok, back to my teeth now. So once it was done, and I walked out of memory lane, I checked my teeth to see if going through that messy process was worth it.

It was. I smiled wide and asked my mum if it was sparkly. She thought I was going nuts.

Correction - She thought I was getting 'nuttier'. ;)