Won’t You Smile A While For Me, Sara?

This morning, after a wonderful 5 day visit from Matt’s parents, we hit the ground running with two 8am dentist appointments. For the people who want to feel better about themselves by judging us I will capitalize this next sentence. WE HAD NOT GONE TO THE DENTIST IN OVER THREE YEARS BUT LIED TO THEM AND TOLD THEM IT HAD BEEN TWO YEARS. I KNOW! SLICK MOVE!

Understandably, our jaws are aching with the agony of a 3 year overdue cleaning. Debbie, my sweet hygienist from Florida, just could not get over how great my teeth looked even after such an absence from the dentist’s chair. From the blood that was pouring out of my mouth you would have thought otherwise.

See, I have never had a cavity. Ever. And I have no better physical trait than my smile. The rest of me could be lost at sea, but I rue the day anything happens to my smile. I get it from my dad, the originator of the million-dollar smile that makes old ladies swoon. So with that in mind most logical people in my shoes would be very careful about their dental hygiene and be sure to visit the dentist every six months as prescribed.

Not me. I know that eventually they will take my x-rays and find a cavity which means a FILLING! And a NEEDLE! And so I carefully avoided going for the past 3 years with fear of what might be found… all the while increasing my risk for such a thing by my negligence. This crazy, bizarre way that my mind works… this is my normal, folks.

Well chock it up to me seeing the light or to the unbelievable warmth of my new Southern dentist, I went ahead and booked my next appointment for February. I figure this gives me no excuse for letting such a shameful amount of time pass between visits. Plus I got a free toothbrush out of the deal!

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3 Responses to “Won’t You Smile A While For Me, Sara?”

  1. Jessica Says:

    I hate the dentist too! It is my least favorite appointment and there are some unpleasant ones in the life of a female. I have never had a cavity and got three while I was pregnant (thanks Ben)! Got them filled WITHOUT Novocaine because I was paranoid about the effects. IT SUCKED! I dislike the dentist even more now.

  2. Priscilla Priscilla Says:

    THREE CAVITIES!?!?! UGH!

  3. D. Says:

    It’s been roughly 3 years since I’ve been to the dentist either. I’ll be sure to steal your strategy and tell them it’s only been 2. I bet they must hear worse than that every day. Or so I’ll tell myself to feel better about my own negligence.

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