The Dentist

The last time I went to the dentist was when I was just a kid... Ok, maybe not quite that bad, but I certainly haven't gone since we got married and that's been at least 4 years. I'm pretty sure I was at most a teenager the last time I went. Since then I've gotten married, started cooking for myself, and gone through one and a half pregnancies that involved lots of throwing up and lots of sugar.

Anyway, I went to the dentist today and was a little bit worried that they were going to tell me it would be best to pull out all of my teeth and get dentures instead. Turns out they aren't so bad! In fact, I only have one little cavity. However, they didn't do x-rays because of this kid in my belly, so I suppose there is still the possibility of some super hidden ones. There was some tarter built up on the back of those bottom inscisors, but he said that for four years, it wasn't bad at all. I was pretty pleased with the verdict. 

Thanks for the good teeth Dad!