Teeth

I've been having dental problems for the past few weeks. I've been gargling my Dad's booze just to make the pain go away. But it's like the pain in my heart. It goes away for a while, but comes back.

So the day before I turned 20, I went to a new dentist because my old one was too busy. She was a nice lady who lived a few streets from us. Her clinic was like, a living room/sari sari store/ dental clinic where the other waiting patients can sit and watch you as you writhe in agony because of the dental drill.

Plus her equipment, though they're acceptably clean, I still prefer my old dentist. Because I just don't think they're that clean. My old dentist keeps everything in this closet like thing made of steel which I think keeps everything sanitized until further use.

The last thing I don't like is the fact that this particular dentist, DOES NOT WEAR GLOVES. I mean... yeah sure you wash your hands, but.... I just don't feel comfortable with people putting their fingers in my mouth. How the heck do I know if it really is clean? ahk.

This latest trip to the dentist has taught me one important lesson: Always brush your teeth and and keep them healthy. Why I hated brushing my teeth as a kid, I will never know.