I went to the dentist today. I should have been a dentist. That is a helluva job. Expecially if you could find people with good tooth genetics, like, say ME.
Yes folks, I don't mean to jinx myself but I have some good teeth. I have had two fillings in my 29 years. Yet I am always afraid of going to the dentist. I can't imagine the dread if I never had a cavity at all.
However, I must say I have some good and crooked teeth. My teenage neglect in the department know as the dreaded retainer has reared its ugly head. I now have an appointment with the orthodontist to explore my options with regard to something called a "spring loaded retainer". Sounds like wearing a bear trap to me.
Have a good weekend!