Wednesday, June 18, 2008
A Hatred of Dentists (Real Original, Huh?)
I have a dentist appointment today. I'm pretty worried about it. I'm always worried about it before I go. Its a pretty painful experience for me. There are a few reasons for this. I have a really small mouth (thanks to my mother). The hygenist is constantly having to ask me to open my mouth wider to which I reply, "Its open as wide as it goes. If I open any wider, I'm going to dislocate my jaw. And because I'm not a snake, it hurts me to do that." The other reason is that I have terrible gums. Yes, I admit I could floss more and maybe it would help (although I did floss once everyday for 3 weeks in a row and they were still bleeding like crazy) but the real problem is that I am a mouth breather. I breathe mostly through my mouth when I sleep. This means that my mouth gets really dry and becomes sore. I can remember one time a few weeks ago when I woke up, and my mouth was completely dry and when I licked my gums it really started to burn. The only good thing is that I usually always have perfect teeth. So, thats one thing I never have to worry about. But until I can get the rest of my mouth the way my teeth are, I'm just going to have to suck it up and endure the pain.