Dental Care

I don’t know what kind of whacky insurance we have, but for some reason we are sent to a little kids dental clinic. Upon entering I was bombarded by frazzled parents and squealing children. One of the more brilliant children repeatedly bonked his head against the glass wall, with his equally brilliant mother yelling at him from across the waiting room. While waiting, (thank God for iPhones) I beleive it was eiter Mulan II or III was playing (or was it IV?). After my name was called it was the usual taking of my weight, asked if any teeth hurt, etc. There were pictures of muppets, cartoon characters, dolphins wearing sunglasses, dolphins not wearing sunglasses, and a plush dinosaur set upon the stereo which was blaring the Wiggles or some such garbage. After this it was the normal brushing, poking, scraping, sucking, and other dental activities.

The verdict:

Mild case of gingivitis, and an incoming wisdom tooth that will eventually need to be extracted. I need to floss better and brush in circles.