« the dropsies | Main | the new Because »

tell ya in 6 months

I am so not a competitive person. I'm really not. I won't argue unless I'm 99.9 percent I'm right. I know I'm never going to win a road race and I'm ok with that. I don't need to be first, although some people who walk with me may argue with that.

The one place I do strive for excellence at the dentist. All I ever want is for them to say "no plaque. You win!" And it never happens.

I floss. I brush. I go to the dentist and the dental hygienist teaches me how to do it again. Every time. And I go in with high hopes that they will be so impressed with my glistening, plaque-less teeth, and every time I go in and lay down and I get the scrape, scrape, scrape, euw, disgusting. Why oh why can't I figure out how to be the best flosser?

So, yesterday after almost falling asleep while she was brushing my teeth because she had me rinse and I laid back down on the chair and shut my eyes and got so comfortable and forgot to open my mouth, because I was so relaxed, which is sad, but I think it has to do with being a mom and I kind of zoned out until she said "are you ready?" which could have been 5 minutes, could have been an hour. And after my FMX (that's dental talk for full mouth x-ray), I'm getting my bi-annual mouth cleaning lesson from the dental hygienist, who incidentally, I love because she remembers where I work and who my husband is and my kid's names and I only see her every six months. That's hard core, right there.

She gave me a new toothbrush that she thinks is going to be good for me. Colgate. The Wave. It's skinnier than most toothbrushes.

And she had me show her my technique. I think once I read that you are supposed to brush in circles so that's been my thing for years. She put the kibosh on that and taught me a new brushing technique. No circles, straight back and forth lines, and higher up on the tooth.

Then she asks me if I need any floss. "No, I'm good. I only like Glide." She literally gasps and tells me not to use that anymore. "There's a reason it's called Glide, it glides right over the plaque."

She also told me I need to wear the nightguard they made especially for me a few years ago. Which would mean I need to find the nightguard first. No real incentive there. I think it's going to hurt.

Anyway, I can't wait until my next appointment, because I'm pretty sure between the new brushing technique and the new floss she gave me, the next time is going to be THE time.

Post a comment

(If you haven't left a comment here before, you may need to be approved by the site owner before your comment will appear. Until then, it won't appear on the entry. Thanks for waiting.)

About

This page contains a single entry from the blog posted on August 23, 2011 9:26 PM.

The previous post in this blog was the dropsies.

The next post in this blog is the new Because.

Many more can be found on the main index page or by looking through the archives.

Powered by
Movable Type 3.38