So we went to the dentist today. Apparently you are supposed to go more often than once every 4-5 years, being that was the last time I went. Laura went first. Her visit took about 30 seconds. All they did was look at her teeth and then they asked her if they could use her teeth in the next toothpaste commercial because her teeth were perfect. Here is the picture they took of her teeth.

She came out grinning and informed me that she had no cavities. Then it was my turn. As I sat back in the chair I tried to make small talk as the dental
hygienist gathered her stuff. Then she pulled out the grim reaper hook and began "cleaning" my teeth. I don't know where they get the idea that this technique is cleaning. I think she
must have broken a sweat as hard as she was scraping my teeth. Then she did some "test" to measure how much my gums bleed by sticking them with a sharp object. I think that this used to be a torture technique that has been taught to modern
dentistry. I had to take a look around because I thought maybe I missed the dentist's office and maybe I had
accidentally walked into the tattoo/piercing parlor
next door. She said,"
hmmmm, your gums look like they bleed a little bit more than normal, that's not a good sign". I really just wanted to clamp down on her fingers with my teeth at this point. She then took pictures of my teeth with some high tech fancy camera. Here is the picture they took of my teeth.

If any of you have been around me lately you might have heard me complain of a broken tooth I have had since around November. Well it turns out I have two broken teeth. Both of them are going to have to have root canals done on them, so I get to go back to the dentist tomorrow to let her dig in my mouth some more. I guess maybe I should learn to take better care of my teeth.