Jul 24th, 2008 by toryssa
Today, one of my teeth got chipped. This, I do not like. I don’t like the new edge in my mouth, it feels wrong when my tongue touches it. I do not like it because the only thing I had eaten when I noticed it was a salad… and really, since when is a salad for lunch a dangerous thing?
So, I took a picture. Because I’m a blogger, and that’s what bloggers do. They take pictures of their mangled mouths and post them on the internet.
Right. So that WAS the point of this post. However, when I was looking through the pictures I’d taken of my mouth, I was HORRIFIED. Seriously. I thought then that dentists having the highest suicide rate wasn’t all that surprising. Who wants to look at that every day? When a tongue is looked at that close, it looks like an alien sea monster who had tentacles until they were horribly chopped off. It’s terrifying! And it’s my mouth. Can you imagine spending forty hours a week staring at those of a complete stranger? Blech.
Then I wondered about the validity of the statement that those in the dental field have the highest suicide rate… I’ve heard it a hundred times, and I was even quite certain that it was true when I drunkenly related that fact to some people in a little bar in France a couple of weeks ago. So I googled it, and I found a couple articles verifying it, but the statistics are really small, and include all of the health care profession in general. But, the article had this little happy tidbit which made me laugh:
Of 22 occupations examined in Washington state, dentists had a suicide rate second only to that of sheepherders and wool workers
What? Sheephearderes?
Lastly, I was thinking that teeth crumbling in a willy-nilly fashion is the sort of thing that nightmares are made of. Teeth should absolutely NOT break and/or fall out with no provocation. When one’s teeth just start falling apart, bit by bit, without and hoopla or fanfare… that cannot be a sign of anything good. I looked up the interpretation in a dream dictionary, and apparently, these are quite common nightmares. I’ve had them… and what does it mean? Oh that’s right, that I have a fear of sexual inadequacy.
Of course.
4 Responses to “Scattered”
Keep adding the veggies to your diet and you’ll be fine.
That sucks. They can smooth it out at the dentist’s office though, so it won’t be as much of a nuisance… Then again, visiting the dentist and having them do work on your teeth is in itself quite a nuisance.
Have a good time in Montana. Charge your battery and your camera’s and take some lovely photos!
Has anyone ever told you that you have nice lips? In a completely non sexual do me baby kind of way? Well you have nice lips, and I mean that in the most non sexual way ever. I hate that my lips are sorta thin, and my top lip disappears when I smile. Hope you can get into the dentist before your trip to get that filed out.