to kick start my "healthier lifestyle" resolution for the year (i try to be as general as possible about that so that any single tiny effort to be healthier will seem like a big accomplishment as opposed to a really specific resolution like "i will lose 8kgs" where its a lot harder to do and more likely to fail)
anyway, to kick start my "healthier lifestyle" resolution for the year, i went to the dentist. this was definitely a way overdue visit (last year's resolution, to be specific) so... i guess i had it coming.
what i want to know is, how in the world do they expect to fit so many dental instruments into one mouth? you've got that sounds-like-drilling sharp thing that sprays water and polishes, that mirror thing to see the backs of your teeth, the suction thing that is bent and hanging from the side of your mouth AND another, broader suction thing that the nurse is holding on the side. thats a lot of things.
i tried counting the number of times the doctor said "open your mouth". LOOK mister. its open. you can't expect to fit so many instruments in my mouth and expect me not to reflex-close it a little when you move something close to my gums right?
and another thing - how does the dentist expect you to talk when your mouth is hanging wide open and the double suction thingys have made the insides of your mouth feel like cotton wool? tip for the dentist: we don't particularly like you. we don't particularly feel like talking when we're sitting, vulnerable in the chair while our mouths are filled with strange metal objects. please understand that it is quite difficult to mouth and sound the words "journalist, and yes, i like my job" in the abovementioned predicament.
oh and one more thing. i don't know if its just me, but i can't tear my eyes from the dentist's goggles when he's working. i can totally see what he's doing through the reflection! i was marvelling at how cool it was up to the point when he stopped for a moment and went: "are you alright? do you need to ask me something? (i shake my head as i am unable to speak) you sure? because you keep staring up at me."
whoops. ah well. at least i didn't have any cavities or decays or other scary dental-related things. the dentist was quite surprised i hadn't any fillings at all, the idiot, altho' he did tell me to get that wisdom tooth removed...
i'm just glad that whole thing was done and over with. thank God the next thing on my "healthier lifestyle" resolution list is kickboxing with Shopaholic Girlfriend. more days of i-cannot-walk-ness! ah. good times.