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Your Xrayted movie

 My dentist chronicles alone can fill pages of a book.  Below some thoughts I have when I visit with this profession.

I need to.  My addiction to things containing a complex carbon, hydrogen and oxygen compound commonly referred to as Sugar is the reason.

That combined with a lifestyle that did not exactly pride itself in flossing and brushing twice a day.  This was late 20th century Bombay.  I am not sure which middle class kids knew what a floss was.

Any rate the architecture shows signs of decay. Literally.  Plaque - that layer of bacterium that develops absent a rigorous cleaning schedule dents into the protective hard shell called enamel.

At least that is what this professional I visit wants me to believe.  Apparently my alcohol consumption needs to go up I thought.  After all it is a disinfectant no?

I could swirl more as I gulp?  

I visit a new office (yeah that is what the profession calls their operations - dental office) here. Hence the staff is new to me.  First up when I visit a dental office is a set of X rays.  This to peer into my orifice and see how much of what I got left to begin with.  You know - teeth.

My dental hygienist is new.   She is not new to the profession but I did not knew her. If that makes sense. That is how some speak sometimes in the Carolinas.

  She is a young migrant from some other state people are fleeing desperately and has found gainful employment peering into strange oral cavities and give them a scrubbing.

Refer to her as the dental hygienist.

Needs some schooling apparently.  As she maws my innards with her tools I am asked to react to her innocuous questions.  So how do you like it here?  You really should be flossing more you know?  So I turn the tables and ask her in a goofy tone "have you been out west?"  She reacts and says yes she has.  I mention the biggest cavity of them all called the Grand Canyon and she says she has not seen that.

I told her it will be around for some time so no rush.  Meanwhile she moves on to measuring my dental decay and provide some sage advice on what I need to do here on out.

Will I?

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