My teeth were due for their six month cleaning, so today I went to NYU's dental center for my appointment. When I walked in, there were four people in lab coats. All of them were Asian. I could see them as children, with their parents telling them, "When you grow up, you should be a doctor, dentist, or pharmacist." Sometimes I wonder if I should have listened to my parents' advice...but that's another story.
My "dentist" was a Korean student who pluralized nouns that should have been singular. Just because he had bad grammar didn't mean that he would be a bad dentist, right? He thoroughly examined my teeth and explained to me the issue with each tooth: one had a fracture where the filling is so it had to be filed down; another tooth that had a filling needed to be taken out to determine if the tooth is decayed underneath; my back molar's filling was too close to the adjacent tooth so it had to changed to prevent food from being stuck; and I had a cavity on my front tooth that needed to be filled. Damn, I have teeth issues!
My dentist's teacher came in to overview my file. As his teacher was examining my teeth, my dentist was standing over me, listening to his teacher correct him. The teacher said that I didn't have a fracture but rather a groove in my tooth (yay, no filing my tooth!), that the back molar's filing is perfect the way it is, and that a filing on my front tooth needs to be replaced. My dentist only had two out of four things correct. Does that make him half good or half bad?
The whole examination process took an hour and 20 minutes. I have to return for two sessions...and I still didn't get my teeth cleaned yet! Afterwards, I went to Kmart to buy Listerine mouthwash (with fluoride to prevent cavities) and a box of Reese's Pieces. Hey, if they're going to fill my cavities, minus as well enjoy the candy until then!
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I say pull them all! Get some fake chompers then you can take them out and clean them in your dishwasher!!! :)
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