Wed 22 December 2004 - Dentist
I’ve been going to the same dental surgery for the last ten years or so, every 6-8 months. It should be every 6, but in practice I tend to wait until they ring me to make an appointment (what, like I’d WANT to go?), and so it usually ends up at about 8.
The actual dentists in attendance, however, have varied. Every few years they’ll switch around, and when I went along yesterday, the baton had been passed on again. Not to worry, the new guy seemed jovial enough, though after inspecting my teeth, he threatened to send me back to the gum specialist I saw a few years ago (the guy who looks like Uncle Arthur) if I didn’t improve my gum technique in the next six months.
Okay I admit it, I don’t floss as much as I should. Like, coupla times a month, when I remember. About once every two days just before visiting the dentist, of course. Not that I’d admit it, of course. And not that that fools them. I bet they see it all the time. They probably have the odds written out the back.
Flosses daily 20-1
Flosses twice a week 8-1
Flosses once a week 4-1
Flosses less than weekly, but all the time just before a dentist appointment 2-1
Re-reading what I said about Uncle Arthur and his scary equipment in 2001, I’ll be lifting my game. So, lots more flossing coming up.
