a plea for sonic care, and other dental things.

going to the dentist is like going to an auto mechanic. they talk in all these big words and code, and you're just expected to believe them. but i say, not so fast dentist. not. so. fast.

and there's nothing more boosting to one's self-esteem than hearing, "sooooo, have you ever thought about whitening your teeth?"

followed by, "you really have perfect teeth. the shape of your gums is scalloped. it's very desirable. just look at all of the fashion magazines. so if you whitened, you would have such great results."

uh, no thank you.

also, no thank you to the "five cavities" that you "couldn't have even seen" if it wasn't for your little noisy laser thingy.

they didn't even scrape my teeth. not at all. she polished them, flossed and told me to sit up. i was like, "um, are you going to use one of those (pointing at scraper) to get the plaque off?"

and she goes, "no. you don't have any."

WHAT?!

must be the sonic care.

so i had perfect teeth. and five cavities? i'm getting a second opinion.