Even working in a dental office, I’m not the most diligent floss-er.
That changed abruptly after seeing a certain middle aged man come into the office. He couldn’t have been more than 45 years old. He seemed like a pretty happy and healthy man, until he opened his mouth. Plenty of missing teeth all caused by bone loss. For those of you who don’t know, bone loss is caused by bacteria getting trapped in between the gum and tooth, eventually eating away at the bone. When you lose the bone, you lose the teeth. They can just pop out when you’re walking down the street saying Good Morning to a stranger.
Why he came into the office that day? He was getting all of his remaining teeth extracted to get full dentures. 16 teeth. In one appointment. I think that I was more terrified than he was. That was definitely true when I got the 16 perfectly white(well, bloody) teeth brought to me in a Dixie cup. This is probably my most hated part of the job. When the teeth are in the mouth, I’m good, but bring them to me in a little paper cup, and I get the Heebie Jeebies. We save them in a jar, a salsa jar(That still has the aroma of salsa) for dental students. Why this part disgusts me the most? Every time I open the jar, I manage to spill tooth juice all over my hands. Then I run to the sink, gagging, trying to wash away the smell of bleach, blood and salsa.