As has been mentioned previously, my primary duty at work is to smile and look pretty. As a result, I keep regular dental appointments and, whenever possible, Sleepless and I prefer to clean up our act together.
This morning, I flossed my teeth extra well and brushed with a vigor that is generally reserved for first dates. I have no idea what that means, but I like the sound of it.
Unlike my job, I arrived at the appointment on time and ready to get busy. Sleepless did the opposite and was running late. Apparently our hygienists are not just seeing us and required Sleepless to reschedule. Hopefully this won’t take a toll on our future double dental dates.
As my hygienist finished up, she asked if I’d like fluoride, adding that it is very beneficial for adults. “It is $27 and most insurance companies don’t cover it,” she added. I’ve spent more than that on a good dickey (actually, it was more than one dickey and it included shipping and handling), so, in the spirit of good business, and by good business I mean looking good, I did it.
After she completed my treatment she informed me I couldn’t consume anything hot – like soup or coffee – or crunchy for six hours. Great. In my rush to make my appointment I hadn’t had breakfast (coffee) and I had packed soup and crackers for lunch. I decided I could hold out for six hours, thanked them for their care and left.
My teeth felt a bit ‘filmy,’ so I decided to take a look at them in my visor mirror. I was quickly reminded of a term of ‘endearment’ regularly used by Maverik Midget King, “graveyard teeth.” The fluoride had deposited on my teeth as intended, however, it left a disgusting coat of slime on all of my teeth.
I met up with Sleepless to show her what she missed. “You can’t really see it,” she said, squinted her eyes a bit, and then said, “Oh, yes, you can. But just a bit. Do you have to go in the office?” That was a nice way of saying steer clear of people for the day.
Thankfully, she dared to venture in public with me, we enjoyed a quick post-dental date and then I returned to work where I, for five more hours, could not smile or eat, and still tried to look pretty.
This work related expense may have turned out to be very costly.