Like a lot of people I hate going to the dentist but this time it isnâ€™t my fault. Like I posted a couple of days ago, I was at Wal-Mart when the mother of all toothaches came over me. I took four Advil, then another two and then I had a nap because I was exhausted (from all of the Advil) and I awoke with a really disfigured and swollen face. I tried to get into my dentist but he couldnâ€™t do it until Wednesday which didnâ€™t work for me. Then the next appointment wasnâ€™t for a while so I found another highly recommended dentist and he or she can see me tomorrow which I am looking forward to about as much as a crystoscopy (donâ€™t click on that link, it is horrible).
So for all of you who are worried about my rather lopsided face, I am going to the dentist.
I generally take pretty good care of my teeth. I use a $100 Sonic Care toothbrush, I brush three times a day, I use Listerine probably five times a day. I donâ€™t drink juice before I go to bed. I wear a face shield while playing hockey. I see my dentist just often enough that it doesnâ€™t make our relationship awkwardâ€¦ I feel like I am being punished by the dental gods because I smirk when I see the slogan â€œrecommended by three out of four dentistsâ€.