I have a confession to make.
Yesterday I did something I have not done in three years.
I went to the dentist. I am embarrassed to say it has been three years and I have no excuse. Well I guess in a pinch I could tap my blogger/twitter buddy @linda_grimes for an excuse. She is the queen of explanations.
The bottom line is that my particular dentist stopped taking the insurance I was on three years ago and while we knew we needed our regular check-ups it just got easier to not find a new dentist that did. Now I am just peeved at myself, because I paid for the insurance and just didn't use it.
Well this year we found out our dentist is on the insurance we currently have so I made an appointment to get in and get cleaned up.
Before I went I brushed, flossed and deodorized with mouthwash because that is just how I roll. My hygienist congratulated me on how great my teeth looked since it had been three years and I had not cheated on Dr. T. in all that time. (They thought that was so funny. I thought that just showed laziness on my part for not wanting to find another dentist. In my defense, I love mine. He has a great bedside manner and he is always so cheerful.)
During the exam my hygienist Vicky, who I am always impressed with, asked me what kind of toothpaste and mouthwash I was using. They ask me this question each and every time I go and I know how they feel about the abrasive toothpastes I prefer so you know what I do right? Yep you got it, I lie. Now how freaking pathetic is that? My mouth looks great, my gums are healthy, no cavities and I feel like I am sitting in the principals office being grilled for cutting class when they start in on the questions.
That spotlight they use to see into your mouth is suddenly blaring in my eyes and for whatever reason I am hearing a thick accent telling me she has ways of making me talk.
In the end I crack. I always do. I think this is almost like a game. I get instructed on what I should be using versus what I am using and why. After that ten minute lecture when I start rethink my high regard of Vicky I am finally excused to go home.
Of course last night I promised myself I will start using the sonic toothbrush again, even though I like my regular one. I promised myself to let the whitening toothpaste going, even though it makes my teeth sparkle and I promised to change from my heavy duty mouth wash to one that is more sensitive to my gums.
Yeah, I was depressed after that too. What have you been forced to do lately, that you know will be better for you, but is killing you to give up? And Patty...don't say chocolate.