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 Kids, brush your teeth.  It will save you so much agony down the road.  hopefully.

I, am terrified of the dentist.  When i was a kid, i a had a sadistic fucker who told me to stop being a baby while torturing me.  So, obviously, i actively avoided going to any dentist unless absolutely needed, meaning when i had to have a tooth pulled.

Because there's no way in hell any of that root canal bs was ever going to happen. Or braces, or any beautifying of my teeth.

My dental care has been sketchy going decades between cleanings.  Because of that, i am a constant brusher.  Brushing my teeth over and over daily is not uncommon for me. I'm scared of bad breath.  Always have been.

And my teeth are fabulous.

It's my gums.

actually my jaw bone.

Because of not having regular cleaining apparently i've destroyed the bone that actually holds my pearly whites in place.

And right now, i'm dealing with that consequence.  Not well.

You see, for every tooth that dies (nothing to hold it in place) your other teeth start moving around because there is space.  Moving teeth and bad bones.......no good.

What a joy.

I wish i could go back in time and grab that masochistic asshole dentist by the balls and squeeeeeeze very hard, for a long time.  

My grown kids have teeth issues because of my very active fear and very sympathetic feeling of pain whenever i did bring them.  

I'm also suspicious that some dental procedures actually CAUSE the need for more procedures because it costs literally a small fortune i do not have to maintain these choppers.


So that is what consumes my mind today.  I'm going to see the Ortho surgeon because apparently regular dentists don't pull teeth anymore.l  Fun. Is.

I'm going to throw up.  Have a great day. 

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