New Year - Cavity Free
Just delighted to report the entire Young family dragged themselves out of bed this morning to go to the dentist. At this point we are all cavity free!
I've got a theory on dentists...call me an "anti-dentite" but I have to question their methods. Actually I should be honest and say I am an anti-hygenite, because it really is the dental hygenist that gives me grief. I have figured out the way to deal with them. Lie! Yes, I admit it in public. I lied to the hygenist. I said I flossed all the time and brushed twice a day. But there is method to my malicious false pretense. Whenever I am honest and tell them that I sometimes don't floss for a number of days and have been known to only brush once or twice on the weekend, they get that look in their eyes. I then spend the remaining 30 minutes having my teeth hacked at with a lecture indicating that if I only took care of my teeth then I wouldn't be in so much pain. Remarkably when I tried this experiment the last time I was at the dentist (only 9 months ago) the hygenist eyes calmed when I implicitly told her that I was a flosser and a double day brusher. I actually felt my gums after the cleaning and even got a smile out of the woman. Today, I went down that shameful alley again and told her I was a born again brusher and felt that floss was my best friend. ( I will truthfully admit that I do quite like to floss now) She sparkled when I told her and then proceeded to reflect on how easy my teeth were because I took such care. Her gentle scraping and kind words made the visit almost pleasant. So there I admit my dishonesty, but claim refugee from the carnage is what made me lie.
Justin's teeth are coming in beautifully and even though the two front ones are coming in slightly angled the dentist says that they should even out once his mouth grows. Tim's teeth are spectacular!
So thanks to the good South African teeth genes Mom and Dad!
Have a great day.
I've got a theory on dentists...call me an "anti-dentite" but I have to question their methods. Actually I should be honest and say I am an anti-hygenite, because it really is the dental hygenist that gives me grief. I have figured out the way to deal with them. Lie! Yes, I admit it in public. I lied to the hygenist. I said I flossed all the time and brushed twice a day. But there is method to my malicious false pretense. Whenever I am honest and tell them that I sometimes don't floss for a number of days and have been known to only brush once or twice on the weekend, they get that look in their eyes. I then spend the remaining 30 minutes having my teeth hacked at with a lecture indicating that if I only took care of my teeth then I wouldn't be in so much pain. Remarkably when I tried this experiment the last time I was at the dentist (only 9 months ago) the hygenist eyes calmed when I implicitly told her that I was a flosser and a double day brusher. I actually felt my gums after the cleaning and even got a smile out of the woman. Today, I went down that shameful alley again and told her I was a born again brusher and felt that floss was my best friend. ( I will truthfully admit that I do quite like to floss now) She sparkled when I told her and then proceeded to reflect on how easy my teeth were because I took such care. Her gentle scraping and kind words made the visit almost pleasant. So there I admit my dishonesty, but claim refugee from the carnage is what made me lie.
Justin's teeth are coming in beautifully and even though the two front ones are coming in slightly angled the dentist says that they should even out once his mouth grows. Tim's teeth are spectacular!
So thanks to the good South African teeth genes Mom and Dad!
Have a great day.
Comments
It's more likely Irish on both sides as the Irish did not have the money to pay English dentists.
Irish universities did not teach silly subjects like dentistry to people who would rather be drinking Guinness than poking about in other Irishmen's mouth's that reeked of Jamieson's.
Your mother's lot from Monaghan County were direct descendents of William of Orange, originally French soldiers.
So the strong teeth might also have beensumption in France.
Mine, Irish German from Belfast, were expelled for bashing the British over the head when they came out of pubs. One who was jailed and gnawed his way through the wooden door demonstrating strong teeth and breath that smelled of oak.
My Father carried on this tradition by biting the crown corks off bottles of beer, a tradition that caused him to have false teeth early.
My Polish grandmother had all her teeth and had never been to a dentist in her life.
As far as I know, Poppy Breakey, Grannies Schur and Breakey had all their teeth.
Mom can't fib about flossing and is regularly attacked by a mad New York gum digger who constantly asks her where I am.
I have no intention of renewing my acquaintance with him.
I actually find that I do enjoy the flossing experience when I do it. I am intermittent about it, but I do go in bursts. I flat-out tell them up front that if the hygenist mentions the "f" word, I will not be back. I admit to knowing how important it is, and that I do go in periods where I don't do it. Dentists are small businesses, so they behave onece I threaten to withhold my business in future. Gotta love capitalism.
Beer bottle opening led directly to my recent root canal I believe. Amazing that it took 20 years for my teeth to get even. Persistent, patient little bastards all of them.
Abby also has the slightly crooked teeth, her dentist claimed they were doing fine and would straighten out. I added the slight extra to my Dental deduction this year to boost the orthodontic portion :-) just in case.