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In the last two years, I have had or been:

  • tortured with various medical devices
  • bound with teeny shackels
  • lacerated too many times to count
  • expanded and contracted
  • a spring in my mouth (an actual spring!)
  • 4 teeth pulled
  • excluded from various activities and everyday pleasures such as eating corn on the cob.
  • ground down
  • filed with a tiny saw
  • poked accidentally
  • bone deficient
  • a habitual tongue twiddler, to the point where I even wonder what I’m looking for in there.
  • accused of having less feminine teeth…which has been corrected by a power grinder
  • yellow for weeks–after eating curry and red wine.

And tomorrow, I will have a beautiful shiny white smile! It’s going to be weird.

It really has gone pretty fast and wasn’t that bad until I sat down and really thought about it. No more whining, next time you see me, I’ll look like I have Chicklets for teeth!

One Response to “Reflecting | on the eve of my release from captivity.”

  1. mmmmmm. white chicklets are my favorite!

    someone

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