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Behold My Mighty Teeth!

At the dentist's; I've actually never been to this guy before. Heard good things. Accessible. That's a promising start, at least.

I have naturally straight teeth and had very few cavities despite a lifetime of poor dental habits. However it's been a naughty 2 or 3 years since I've been.... stupid insurance.

Well, I'm headed in. I continue with any juicey updates/rambling musings after....

-- After Party --
Well, that's changed, somewhat. This dentist found 5 cavities, leaving me more than slightly mortified. How scandalous! In my 24 years i've only had 1 other. The shame of it....

As far as my wisdom teeth, only real concern is they haven't fully erupted (which isn't news to me by this point). Gonna see a specialist to see what can be done about that.

But he didn't say anything about removing them. I've had mixed opinions on that my whole adult life. Mah wisdoms came quite tolerably straight and there was enough space between my other teeth that nobody was ever really concerned about compacting. So pretty much it was just a question of keepin the bad boys clean--an issue complicated by the incomplete eruptions.

See, they didn't all push through the gums entirely. For most
of them that means there's a small bit of gum, a flap, still overlapping part of them. Occasionally food gets stuck under this flap leading to massively annoying irritation in the form of pericoronitis. Most of the time it's dealt with easily enough--some extra brushing, a warm saline rinse or mout wash. But one tooth is particularly badly off.

And that's the one I'll be seeing a specialist about.

Still though--maybe i'll get to keep these buggers afterall?? It's funny how much I care,and I'm not even entirely sure why. Sense of specialness, even superiority? Quietly afraid of the procedure or cost? Old fashioned stubbornness? I don't really know, to be honest.

Oh well.

((This was meant to be posted yesterday, when I actually saw the dentist, but I forgot :-P))

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