My pearly-whites done good. Or, maybe it was I who done (did) good (well)--sorry, sometimes good grammar has no punch at all. The first of all the
Things I get to do today is head off to the dentist for that twice yearly checkup and cleaning. But now I'm back (patting myself on my back). I had a great time there, though this appointment included measuring the pockets around and between the teeth.
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| The flashy flower that started it all. |
For once, and this undoubtable the very first time, there was no underlying guilt or dread attached to revealing the inside of my mouth. Since the first part of October, my mouth and teeth have been getting much finer care and attention. See "Tooth Fairy Flower," of 10/9/11, "I Want to Keep Them All," 11/22/11, and "Tea Tree Teeth," 1/15/12 for details of the full journey up to now.
After describing my new oral hygiene regimen to the dental hygienist, we both waited eagerly as she checked the pockets around each tooth. Cheers erupted four or five times as areas that were "4" now measured "3" or less with no bleeding gums. And it took hardly any time at all to remove tartar (less pain for me) since those deposits were smaller and thinner.
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| Whiter Pearlies |
So it looks like I'm committed to the program. It took a long while to fully engage my energy on this one. I'm hearing the Beatles in my own version of "Will you still brush me, will you still floss me, when I'm 64?" Oh, Yes, Baby! I'm planning to stay with you forever.
Thank you Dr. Julie Furber and Dr. Elisabeth Kierkegaarde for all your encouragement.
