tooth hurts. I went through all of my youth flashing my beautiful
pearly whites as people were aghast at my perfectly (no modesty here)
straight teeth. Constantly, I was flogged by questions about braces
from my poor pre-pubescent-crooked-toothed-peers. No, not I.
"My teeth are naturally straight" I'd say and flash them a set of teeth
straight as an ivory piano keyboard.
fate has bit me in the ass. My stupid chompers fall victim to cavities
almost every year. Yes, I brush religiously. Yes, I floss daily. I see
my demon of a dentist regularly. Because my teeth are so close together
they are insanely susceptible to everything.
I just had my root canal re-rooted for the 3rd time. How many times
does it take to finally kill off the nerves? 6 times I jolted and
almost slugged my dentist and the perky hygienist (who I know
personally) as he poked and prodded my sensitive lil' molar. "Leave it
alone" I almost yelled while contemplating my escape which involved
ripping the "raincoat protection" thingie and that metal clamp and
hopefully my tooth while fleeing down the street.
Now, after wiping my tear-mascara streaked cheeks and pumping my system
full of ibuprofen and extra strength Tylenols I am still planning my
revenge on my dentist. I want laughing gas godamnit!