I had this dental problem recently. I grind my teeth. I have managed to push one down more than it should be, which makes it easier for stuff to get into the gums. So some stuff got in and that doesn't sound too bad, but it was MURDER!! IT killed my entire head. I felt like I had a giant, molten, ball of lead in my gums. I took advil, tylenol, gum freezing stuff, nothing made the pain go away for DAYS! The dentist told me to floss like crazy and eat only soft food for a week. So...
I have been diligently flossing and taking care since then, but I made the fatal mistake of economy. I bought some dental floss for work and decided to opt for the cheaper kind, instead of the deluxe smooth tape kind. Mistake. Mostly, I had been concentrating on flossing the problem tooth on the bottom right of my mouth(this is at work mind you. I floss them all each night. just so you know I am dentally dedicated.). Today, I decided to do them all. Well, the rest of my teeth are much tighter together than the problem ones and I got a huge chunk of mint green floss jammed between 2 teeth on the other side of my mouth.
Brilliantly, I tried to floss it out with the same floss, in a panic, and got more jammed. It was literally ripped in half as I had to yank it with all of my might. So I feel like I have a bulldozer trying to push my 2 teeth apart and I KNOW this is going to cause the same kind of problem that I just had. I am frantically trying to figure out what tools I have at hand that I can jam in there and wedge the floss out with. Pen? Nail file? Paper clip? The pressure is increasing between my teeth so I grab my wallet and make a run for the drug store.
It's busy as hell because it's lunchtime. I'm pushing people out of the way to get to the good floss. I find it, rip it open and start flossing my teeth in the middle of the aisle. A lovely sight for all I'm sure.
I finish and line up. The guy in front of me has a bottle of orange juice and I'm jealous so I go get one, but I don't want him to see that he's influenced me, so I look at some other stuff before I get it. Meanwhile, I'm still holding on to the rather bloody piece of floss I used. Must have looked real sane. I get my orange juice and line up. As I'm waiting to pay I'm thinking what I will say to the cashier in french. At first, I think I'll tell her I opened the floss as I had an urgent need.
She says "bonjour" to me and I blurt out with great importance that I have already opened the floss and decide mid-sentance not to elaborate any further.She looks at me and nods a little warily and rings it in, no questions asked. Why would she? Why did I think I had to address it even?
In summary, I am a spazz.A spazz who will now have the other side of her mouth killing her and be eating mashed potatoes and soup for the rest of her damn life!
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