At the start of this year I set myself 101 things to do in 1001 days. One of my goals was to go to the dentist three times during the 1001 days. That would work out as one visit to the dentist every year - a very sensible approach to looking after my teeth, I reckon. But, maybe I accidentally sent my brain the wrong message - I think today was my fifth visit to the dentist this year.
It was more bad news - I need to lose another tooth! This will be my second 'lost' tooth this year, and my third in total! (And I don't even want to talk about the number of root canals I've had, or my 'special' tooth that I rekon has cost a total of about $6,000 to save). I think only my very font 'rabbit' teeth have escaped the drill and/or the plyers. OMG - I'm going to be a gummy old lady with a toothless grin.
I have to admit that I treated my teeth really poorly for the years I was a student. But, I repent! I'm sorry teeth! I don't want to you leave me all alone! Look - I've bought you so many presents to show I love you (electric tooth-brush, floss, mouth wash, tooth mousse). I ditched all my friends you didn't really like (the sugar, the soft drinks, the fruit juice). I take you to the dentist. I've changed! Don't leave me! I love yooouuuuu!
*wracking sobs*
5 hours ago