I had a dental appointment today for a cleaning. The hygienist generously offered me a full set of x-rays (not just the puny bitewings) and I jumped at the chance. Eighteen pictures and about four gags later, she moved on to the actual cleaning. Which was quite pleasant since I fully believe in the miracle of Colgate Total…that pesky scraping is almost non-existent.
I have been dreading this appointment for a while since the tooth that had the root canal and crown last Spring has the ability to trap the equivalent of a four course meal and I am a walking commercial for Glide flossers. I hate to tell them there’s even a hint of a problem because that pretty much means before I know what hit me I’ll be feet up in the air with a drill in my mouth… and paying for it with our precious retirement funds. But, the dentist assured me there’s an easy fix and I should be as good as new after my appointment in March.
In the end… I’m happy to report I had no cavities!!
Now, to get David’s two or three crowns taken care of.