It’s not even worth the free toothbrush or the excuse to leave work for a couple of hours. I’m pretty sure I learned to hate the dentist when I was young and had to have some teeth pulled, twice. The shots in the gums, followed by the numbness, followed by all of that gauze and uncontrollable drooling. Horrible, all of it! Nevertheless, I showed up for my six-month checkup today to keep my whites bright. After being assaulted by numerous metal instruments and the occasional spit sucker, my cleaning was complete. But then, just when I thought it was all over, she busted out some new laser tool! So, she put this thing on my teeth and it made all sorts of crazy noises, like it was trying to find the right frequency for my mouth so I can channel radio stations. It was totally painless, but when it was over, she told me I have two cavities! Actually, they aren’t cavities yet, but this laser can supposedly detect them before they appear. Now, let me just say that despite the extractions and orthodontic work I’ve endured in the past, I never had a cavity in my life until I moved here (I had my first one filled last year). This can only mean one of three things:
1. My family dentist sucks.
2. Champaign Dental Group is making this shit up.
3. My teeth are finally starting to decay after 26 years of use.
Regardless, I don’t like it. I didn’t believe them the first time they told me I had a cavity. I made them prove it to me on my x-ray. I asked for further clarification today too. Apparently this laser somehow measures the density of your teeth and has a 90ish% accuracy rate. So, now I have to go back for more torture at a later date. Booo!
In other completely unrelated news, Dave & I saw The Producers at the Auditorium Theatre in Chicago this past weekend. It was the first musical I’ve seen that was funny instead of dramatic. If you have the chance to see it, you should. I definitely recommend it!