Monday, January 26, 2009

Dentist

Today was my six-month checkup. If I haven't told you before, I LOVE THE DENTIST!

Yes, it's true, I've had less cavities than I have fingers on one hand. But I don't know that that tells the whole story. I love having that clean, fresh feeling when I'm done. I love that the dentist loves my mouth--regardless of who the dentist is. "You must be a flosser!" "Sure am." "I wish all of my patients' mouths looked like yours."

Today I heard a new compliment, though. "You have the best looking roots. You should have those teeth for a nice long time." Hmm . . . I wasn't worried about my teeth falling out any time soon, but there you have it.