At my dentist appointment this afternoon, I was told I need my first filling.
What cracked me up was what the doctor did after he came in and confirmed what the hygienist suspected. He agreed it was a "sticky" spot and then asked me what we should do. Having had my mouth gaping wide while he poked and prodded at my teeth, I was looking down at my feet away from the head lamp. His question surprised me, which may have registered on my face. I looked up at the hygienist and then at him and reminded him I am not a dentist and not qualified to make recommendations about what should be done for the health of my teeth. At least I thought that was why I went to the dentist every six months for cleaning and check up. His response, knowing that I don't have any cavities or fillings, was that maybe I wanted to wait and see what happens. Again, not being a dentist, I assumed that once a problem presented itself, it didn't go away. The benefit of waiting is to . . . ? ?
As it turns out, I head back in three weeks for a filling, rather a "patch". It's so small it can hardly be called a filling. Whatever it is, I guess I should feel proud that I made it almost 37 years without having any dental work, but it's all down hill from here.
1 comment:
Oh, don't feel bad about this little patch on your tooth, Tori! The fact that you had almost 37 years without having dental work is a testament to your efforts of having great teeth and oral hygiene. Another way to look at it is that you can start a new streak after this one. You had an awesome headstart from those 37 years, so your teeth should still be in good shape by now. Good luck!
Jonathon Carpenter @ Simmons Dental Center
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