Well, I finally went to the dentist.
He was remarkably calm about the state of my teeth, and he reassured me that everything can be fixed. He happily divided my mouth into quadrants and decided to fix everything that's wrong with each quadrant in four separate appointments. Those appointments will be spread out a bit... even really good dental insurance doesn't make it free. :)
(I'm also somewhat suspicious of his relaxed state. I heard the word "crown" fly over my head as he and the hygienist did their strange, acronym-laden conversation thing while he was poking my teeth with a pointy metal instrument.)
Everyone was appropriately amazed at how small my mouth was. I got all watery-eyed during the x-rays because those film things were digging into the roof of my mouth and I had to bite down and waaaaaah it hurt.
I also had my first-ever periodontal examination, which was explained to me as "taking this little 'measuring stick' and walking around the edges of your teeth and seeing how deep your gums are"... Like.... no big deal! Except that the measuring stick was a metal toothpick-like object and it was shoved between my teeth and gums repeatedly. Ouch.
Oh and I learned that I have three wisdom teeth - not two as I had suspected. I have to meet with the oral surgeon soon.
So, more adventures in dental hygiene to come!
He was remarkably calm about the state of my teeth, and he reassured me that everything can be fixed. He happily divided my mouth into quadrants and decided to fix everything that's wrong with each quadrant in four separate appointments. Those appointments will be spread out a bit... even really good dental insurance doesn't make it free. :)
(I'm also somewhat suspicious of his relaxed state. I heard the word "crown" fly over my head as he and the hygienist did their strange, acronym-laden conversation thing while he was poking my teeth with a pointy metal instrument.)
Everyone was appropriately amazed at how small my mouth was. I got all watery-eyed during the x-rays because those film things were digging into the roof of my mouth and I had to bite down and waaaaaah it hurt.
I also had my first-ever periodontal examination, which was explained to me as "taking this little 'measuring stick' and walking around the edges of your teeth and seeing how deep your gums are"... Like.... no big deal! Except that the measuring stick was a metal toothpick-like object and it was shoved between my teeth and gums repeatedly. Ouch.
Oh and I learned that I have three wisdom teeth - not two as I had suspected. I have to meet with the oral surgeon soon.
So, more adventures in dental hygiene to come!
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