Americans have great looking teeth, that's for sure.
I just got a call from my dentist reminding me about my check-up on Monday.
Hang on a sec - didn't I just have my teeth cleaned, like - yesterday? Ok, so it was 6 months ago, but I'm starting to feel a bit overwhelmed.
Even when I was the most diligent about my gnashes back in London I only went once a year (let's not talk about the time when I didn't go for four years....). I tell the dentist that I would like to change my appointment. Once a year is more than plenty.
I can hear he is annoyed.
He gives me a small lecture on dental care, cavities and dental plaque build-up.
It's OK; I assure him. I can handle it. I have healthy teeth (and a busy schedule).
He's not convinced. He's thinking that it will be impossible to get near me, my mouth will be a gargling vortex of death, rot and bad breath, he will need to shut down the clinic and have it sanitized afterwards.
- I promise to brush twice a day, I assure him.
And I make a mental note to start flossing. At least once a month.
3 comments:
Ooouuups! Jag har inte varit hos tandlakaren sedan vi flyttade hit. Hm, sa det ar val typ 4 ar sedan nu ungefar. Tanker hela tiden att jag ska ringa och boka tid men det blir aldrig av...
Jaj, nu SKA jag val gora det da!
kram!
Borsta med bikarbonat innan du går nästa gång också och imponera honom med vita tänder dessutom ;-)
Saltis: hopas jag kan inspirera dig - jag tycker att tandläkarbesök är avskyvärt, och skjuter gärna upp det, det finns så mycket andra roliga grejer man kan göra:).
Ann-Katrin: Det ska jag göra!
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