unconscious endeavours

HOW I WISH THAT THERE IS REALLY SOMETHING CALL THE TOOTH FAIRY...

Maybe I had eaten just a bit too much of ice cream this past week, my tooth wasn't at its best performance today.
I was practising my smile in the mirror ( yes, it's my daily routine that came with my self-obsession) when I noticed some browning in between my central incisor and my lateral incisor. On closer examination, I thought that my gums are retreating further down than what they had been that-some-time-ago. Panic-stricken, I began to brush my teeth in the most thorough manner that we were taught to in primary school - toothbrush at an angle of 45 degrees, moving it in a continuous circular motion and ten times each part. Up, down, outside, inside and on the chewing surface. That did not get rid of the browning. So I decided to do some flossing. Either my gums were too delicate or I was simply too rough with my own set of teeth, blood started to paint over my teeth and I felt some sensational trigger of pain in several parts of my gums. The more I flossed, the more blood there was, the more pain I felt and the more I got into the flossing, with that naive thought that once the pain stopped, my teeth and my gums will be back to normal. Obviously, it didn't work and after a mere 10 minutes of self-inflicted abuse, I just had to stop.
It only took me that no-more-than 15 minutes of trauma to realise that it is time for me to go to the dentist. If only my months of procrastination to make a dental appointment had not got the better of me, if only I had done my daily routine of flossing, if only I had not indulge in so much ice-cream for the last couple of weeks, if only there was something called the tooth fairy...
Meanwhile, I just have to wait for my dental appointment on Friday. NO MORE ICE_CREAM PLS...

posted by shuugi @ 6:03 PM