It has to be something genetic because no one on my mom’s side of the family can go long without needing dental work. So, today, I went to the dentist again. And I have cavities…again. I’m not exaggerating when I say that after my braces were taken off I had 22 cavities; most were under the glue (where no liquids or foods should have gone). Today I found out that I have 7 of them, with 4 in one freaking tooth. How the hell does that even happen? Should I even have a tooth at that point?
More to the point, when they’re looking at your teeth they should not be going “Oh dear..that’s big.” or “Does it hurt? Is there any swelling? Seriously? Are you really sure?”